tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28761499379514926502024-03-13T22:51:19.707-07:00Tru Thotspresioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16488985344781355446noreply@blogger.comBlogger242125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2876149937951492650.post-19149582744041618022013-01-13T01:32:00.001-08:002013-01-13T01:32:52.173-08:00Missing Everone!<em style="background-color: #f7f0e9; color: #632035; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, Verdana, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><span style="color: red; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: small;">Hello Fellow Bloggers,</span><br /><span style="color: red; font-family: Times; font-size: small;"></span><br /><span style="color: red; font-family: Times; font-size: small;">It feels good to be back in the blog world. I do apologize for my absence. A lot has happened over the past several months.</span></em><br style="background-color: #f7f0e9; color: #632035; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, Verdana, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 13px;" /><em style="background-color: #f7f0e9; color: #632035; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, Verdana, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><span style="color: red; font-family: Times; font-size: small;"></span></em><br style="background-color: #f7f0e9; color: #632035; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, Verdana, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 13px;" /><em style="background-color: #f7f0e9; color: #632035; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, Verdana, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><span style="color: red; font-family: Times; font-size: small;">No, I haven't taken the exam as of yet. However, as of next saturday (exactly a week from today), the plan is to get back to studying hard.</span></em><br style="background-color: #f7f0e9; color: #632035; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, Verdana, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 13px;" /><em style="background-color: #f7f0e9; color: #632035; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, Verdana, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><span style="color: red; font-family: Times; font-size: small;"></span></em><br style="background-color: #f7f0e9; color: #632035; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, Verdana, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 13px;" /><em style="background-color: #f7f0e9; color: #632035; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, Verdana, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><span style="color: red; font-family: Times; font-size: small;">Well, it's over...finally. I'm happy, I'm relieved and I've move on. I lost the house. It's not a bad thing. It was a five year battle that is finally over with. By the time it was over, it was no longer about sentimentality. Apparently, the representative that was originally working on my account at the agency, had some disagreements with the way things were being done. He decided to branch out on his own. He opened his own business. In the meantime, the next rep to take over my account placed my account into a program that I did not qualify for which meant declining the offer that the bank had given me. That was a huge bad move. We fought for another year or so, but the damage was done. </span></em><br style="background-color: #f7f0e9; color: #632035; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, Verdana, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 13px;" /><em style="background-color: #f7f0e9; color: #632035; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, Verdana, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><span style="color: red; font-family: Times; font-size: small;"></span></em><br style="background-color: #f7f0e9; color: #632035; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, Verdana, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 13px;" /><em style="background-color: #f7f0e9; color: #632035; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, Verdana, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><span style="color: red; font-family: Times; font-size: small;">We are looking at getting my money back from the agency. I was fortunate to locate a house on my same street to move into. I wanted to down size since my own children have all move out, but the location was the priority in order to keep all my daycare clients. It's a huge house, but a beautiful one. I am renting and won't buy a home anytime soon. The landlord rented to me totally on character! I am sooo blessed! I now have a foreclosure on my credit. Along with that, I have the daycare and two dogs. The landlord really liked me! I am soo appreciative!</span></em><br style="background-color: #f7f0e9; color: #632035; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, Verdana, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 13px;" /><em style="background-color: #f7f0e9; color: #632035; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, Verdana, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><span style="color: red; font-family: Times; font-size: small;"></span></em><br style="background-color: #f7f0e9; color: #632035; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, Verdana, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 13px;" /><em style="background-color: #f7f0e9; color: #632035; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, Verdana, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><span style="color: red; font-family: Times; font-size: small;">All is well. We moved during the holidays, took us four weekends. All of us had to work during the week. My boys really came through for their mother :-). I've been in the new home approximately one month and one week. My bank accounts are totally drained dry, but I will rebuild in due time. It's taking some time for some of the daycare kids' payment schedules to transfer because they are on subsidized programs. Income is a bit slow for them, but that should be straight by next week.</span></em><br style="background-color: #f7f0e9; color: #632035; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, Verdana, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 13px;" /><em style="background-color: #f7f0e9; color: #632035; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, Verdana, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><span style="color: red; font-family: Times; font-size: small;"></span></em><br style="background-color: #f7f0e9; color: #632035; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, Verdana, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 13px;" /><em style="background-color: #f7f0e9; color: #632035; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, Verdana, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><span style="color: red; font-family: Times; font-size: small;">I've had a tremendous amount of support from friends and family. I feel a huge weight lifted from my shoulders. I even managed to get my new mattress set off the payment plan and I am sleeping better. Yes, I'm off to a new start with determination.</span></em><br style="background-color: #f7f0e9; color: #632035; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, Verdana, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 13px;" /><em style="background-color: #f7f0e9; color: #632035; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, Verdana, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><span style="color: red; font-family: Times; font-size: small;"></span></em><br style="background-color: #f7f0e9; color: #632035; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, Verdana, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 13px;" /><em style="background-color: #f7f0e9; color: #632035; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, Verdana, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><span style="color: red; font-family: Times; font-size: small;">My next goal is to study and pass this exam. I owe it to myself even if I pass and walk away from it. I MUST get past it. My boss at the agency wants to open two more offices, on in New York and another in Florida. They want me to eventually run this office in California. A lot to think about. I just want to pass the exam. Taking on the office is to big to think about right now lol. </span></em><br style="background-color: #f7f0e9; color: #632035; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, Verdana, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 13px;" /><em style="background-color: #f7f0e9; color: #632035; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, Verdana, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><span style="color: red; font-family: Times; font-size: small;"></span></em><br style="background-color: #f7f0e9; color: #632035; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, Verdana, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 13px;" /><em style="background-color: #f7f0e9; color: #632035; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, Verdana, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><span style="color: red; font-family: Times; font-size: small;">Glad to be back....positive thoughts and prayers my friends! :-) </span></em>presioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16488985344781355446noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2876149937951492650.post-61845036127885725292012-07-30T21:31:00.000-07:002012-07-30T21:52:12.388-07:00<em><span style="color: #38761d;">Today turned out quite productively. 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<em><span style="color: #38761d;">Sleep well everyone! Positive thoughts and prayers! :-)</span></em>presioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16488985344781355446noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2876149937951492650.post-89291734340803328942012-07-28T21:13:00.001-07:002012-07-28T21:13:51.257-07:00It's Been Quite A While<div>
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I'm still working my internship on saturdays. I arranged both the day care and the internship to allow me to take a break by splitting up a five day week throughout the year. I've taken 5 holiday weekends (which were previously arranged as 3-day weekends) and made them into 4-day weekends. So that is a really good thing. In fact, if the budget works out, we are planning to drive the motorhome to San Francisco to visit family that I haven't seen in about 6 years!</div>
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Yes, the motorhome is finally up and running nice and strong! Yaaay! We took it to my son's football team's beach party a few weeks ago. The party was on saturday and we went up there on friday night to spend the night. We stayed till sunday. It was really, really fun!</div>
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As for the internship, I "think" I have all of my 3000 hours. I'm hesitant to tally them, lol, because that would mean it's time to study for the exam! lol! I will have to take 2, 4 hour exams. That's a lot of material to cover.</div>
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My daughter completed her credential programs. There are not jobs available for her as a teacher so she is opening her own day care! This is very exciting! She has been certified and is licensed. She cleaned up the front of her house and has received many compliments from the City. We passed out flyers at the nearby elementary school. The first day of passing out the flyers, she got an interested mother of 4 kids! lol! She put in her 2 week notice to her job last night. This means, in 2 weeks, I will finally have my evenings and weekends free! Yaaay! I love my grandson dearly, but Nana needs her evenings and weekends to recuperate lol! Yes, I'm still looking after my grandson in the evenings while she has been going to work.</div>
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My youngest son is now a senior at school. So, I am anticipating all the expensive activities for him lol! He's had some rough spots last year too. The school counselor convienced him to take advance courses, while he was in football. It was too much for him. His grades were 4 D's. We managed to get 3 of them back up but that last class he will have to take over at some time in the process. This year they tried it again. I already sent the Principal an email. If I don't hear from him in a few days, I will call him....in fact, I will attempt to get a hold of him today.</div>
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I finally had the day care van painted. It looks sooooo much better! I've actually received a few phone calls from it. This picture doesn't show the advertisements on the windows, but she has new tires too. She finally runs great!</div>
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<em><span style="color: #351c75;">I think much of my problem is boredom. Either I stay isolated and prevent myself from feeling excessively tired or I stretch out, create a life of fun, still be tired but having had fun in the process. I'm working on the last point. I don't like change and I don't transition well. My children have told me I have to make an effort to get past my comfort zone to try new things. I did go skating with my daughter and had an absolutely wonderful time. It was on a tues. It was over at 11pm but we ended up stopping in the parking lot and talking to one of her friends until almost 2:30, arriving home about 3am and getting up for work the next day at 5am! lol! It was definitely fun and we agreed not to stay and socialize to the late hours lol!</span></em><br />
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<em><span style="color: #351c75;">Positive thoughts and prayers!</span></em>presioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16488985344781355446noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2876149937951492650.post-46362544437899640992011-05-10T08:59:00.000-07:002011-05-10T09:34:44.926-07:00Been Having Difficult Times<em><span style="color:#993300;">The past few months have been pretty tough. Everything is catching up to me. With the internship, I am required, and I "want" to, take classes to stay refreshed as issues, diagnosis and theories change. The Board preferres this to be done in an actual classroom, which is really inconvenient. I work the day care monday through friday 5:30am to 6pm (occasionally 10pm) and work at the agency "all" day on saturday. Remember, I also have my grandson, now 2 and half years old, at night till the next morning. </span></em><br /><br /><br /><div><em><span style="color:#993300;"></span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color:#993300;">Though it sounds insane, I've decided to expand the day care and hire assistants. I've been in process of this for the past month or two as well. My reason?.... Well, to begin with, I need the income for the modification process on the house. They want me to make more money, to be more stable in my income. Also, having assistants makes a "HUGE" difference in the day care. I've been doing day care for 23 years and have never had an assistant. I am isolated and very bored. Having "adult" company, conversation and help makes a difference. In order to pay the assistants & maintain my finances, I have to take on more kids. It really does work well.</span></em></div><br /><br /><div><em><span style="color:#993300;">So, as you can see, my days are quite full. At the same time, I am quite worn out. Also as a part of the internship, I am required to seek therapy for myself which I began yesterday evening. Apparently, I am having significant anxiety as I have no support for myself in terms of a boyfriend or husband, friends, family nearby, etc. </span></em></div><br /><br /><div><em><span style="color:#993300;">As far as I can remember, I've always been a loner, a Type A personality. I've tried having friends, but it seems their problems seem to take priority over the friendship itself. I become their personal counselor. The tendency is not to be reciprocated. I get phone calls of them in distress or crying and wanting me to help them "figure out what to do". Been this way since high school. I quickly figured out, friends are not truly friends.</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color:#993300;"></span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color:#993300;">Two of my kids are having their issues as well. Too much to go into right now. </span></em></div><br /><br /><div><em><span style="color:#993300;">On a positive note, we finally moved my grandson into his own room this past weekend! Yaaay! I did not realize how his being in my room was impacting me so much. I felt so restricted; couldn't watch certain programs on t.v., t.v. had to be low, had to tip toe to the bathroom for a bath, to brush my teeth or to pottie, even getting up in the mornin<a href="http://i619.photobucket.com/albums/tt274/Presiousluv1/7382.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 154px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 156px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i619.photobucket.com/albums/tt274/Presiousluv1/7382.jpg" /></a>g was restricted! He transitioned really, really well. He had a whole set up in my room with his bed and his toys with a shelf and child size table. I "finally" have "my" space back! LOL! I love him dearly, but Nana needs her space too. He actually plays in "his room" too. He says, "Nana, that's my room!"</span></em></div><br /><br /><div><em><span style="color:#993300;">In therapy, we are going to discuss how to reduce my anxiety. Interesting how I can help others with this very process, but can't seem to help myself....hmmmm</span></em></div>presioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16488985344781355446noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2876149937951492650.post-72431034287973335722011-03-11T15:55:00.000-08:002011-03-11T16:29:50.912-08:00Having a Moment...<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G5XST_eY6hQ/TXq-DDQeXZI/AAAAAAAAAMg/XVQZRCJoChE/s1600/DSCN2037.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 202px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 138px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582983647702441362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G5XST_eY6hQ/TXq-DDQeXZI/AAAAAAAAAMg/XVQZRCJoChE/s320/DSCN2037.JPG" /></a> <span style="color:#333300;">Not sure what's going on with myself, but I'm feeling so discontent right now. Often, my feelings are related to a person or situation. Right now, I want to be totally left alone for at least a day...ideally for the entire weekend. It's moments like this that I truly wish my motorhome was up and ready to go. I haven't had a chance to get her smogged and the alignment done. Those are the only things she's waiting to have done. Time is a major factor. A few days at the beach, doing nothing but relaxing in the sunshine and just the thing I need right now...sigh*~ This is not a good picture of her. Shortly after this picture was taken, I got her new wheel covers (instead of old towels..lol) and had the roof resealed and the vents replaced. </span><br /><div><span style="color:#333300;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#333300;">I've been doing alot these past few weeks. Being at the agency all day saturdays, though very enjoyable with a great boss, is beginning to catch up with me. My son is not making things any better. I have 3 kids in the day care that are transitioning out. I really think I need time to stand still for a few days.</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#333300;"></span></div><div><span style="color:#333300;">No, not really depressed. Think I am more tired than anything.</span></div>presioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16488985344781355446noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2876149937951492650.post-47446961979469877962011-03-10T16:53:00.000-08:002011-03-10T17:16:11.657-08:00So Much Going On Lately<a href="http://i641.photobucket.com/albums/uu140/presiousluv2/childrenplaying.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 226px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 176px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i641.photobucket.com/albums/uu140/presiousluv2/childrenplaying.jpg" /></a> <em><span style="color:#333300;">So much has been going on lately. I'm doing good with staying focused, but I've been so exhausted lately. The changes in the day care are working well. Having staff is very nice. It's nice to have "adult" company and the extra eyes and hands around. It really does take a lot of the stress off of me...lol.</span></em><br /><br /><div><div><em><span style="color:#333300;"></span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#333300;">I am getting ready to loose about 3 kids. One is going to special needs pre-K school for his language skills. Another is moving to another city up north. The last one is "supposed" to be leaving for his great grandmother to look after him so she can quit her job at Walmart. For the first one, I have a part time child who may go full time. For the last one, I have a baby lined up to begin in April. I've been doing my advertising for the final one. I really think things will work out fine. I may have to be without a child for a minute, but I think it will be fine.</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color:#333300;">My youngest son has his appointment to get his driver's license. He has been doing very well in his driving skills. Now school, on the other hand, is a whole different subject. He is improving his grades...been on restriction since the second week of December...lol. Yes, it bothers me as a mother to not allow him to go out with his friends, get on the computer, watch t.v. or play game station. However, it has taken this long for him to realize, Mom is serious.</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color:#333300;">My middle son has truly hurt my heart. He spent one night in jail for a DUI. I cried all day sunday. He has to go to court in May. He is doing his research and I may have to get an attorney. He has "finally" agreed to go to counseling and AA. He said this has gotten his attention. I truly hope so. This is going to be an expensive journey. I am extremely dissappointed and fearful.</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color:#333300;">The agency where I am doing my intern hours is getting pretty busy. It's kind of tough though because I don't have the time to increase my hours. With the daycare, I don't have the flexibility to be at the agency beyond saturdays. When I spoke with my boss today, she wants to make me partner, but I'm not sure how that will work along with the daycare. The dayca<a href="http://i641.photobucket.com/albums/uu140/presiousluv2/bathtub.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 171px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 157px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i641.photobucket.com/albums/uu140/presiousluv2/bathtub.jpg" /></a>re is my sole source of income right now. I really don't want to close it right now. I'm hoping I can have staff run it for a few hours a day while I go to the agency. Just a thought.</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color:#333300;">Overall, I'm doing pretty good. I must stay on top of my schedule and routine. Being tired is not a good thing. Tonight calls for a nice long, hot bath with bath salts and candles!...lol!</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color:#333300;">Happy thoughts and prayers!....:-)</span></em></div></div>presioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16488985344781355446noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2876149937951492650.post-58384051198161911932011-02-22T16:54:00.000-08:002011-02-22T17:18:53.178-08:00Very Busy<a href="http://i641.photobucket.com/albums/uu140/presiousluv2/children-round-globePestalozzi.gif"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 124px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 114px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i641.photobucket.com/albums/uu140/presiousluv2/children-round-globePestalozzi.gif" /></a><em><span style="color:#003300;">The past week or so has been sooooo busy. I finally submitted my application to make the day care large. It wasn't a lot but just had to gather the correct information. Now, I am waiting for them to schedule me an inspection from the fire department. I already have the man for the actually fire extinguisher coming so it can be updated. I will have to get a paper towel and hand soap dispenser for the bathroom as well. A friend of mine works at a retailer and will get them discounted, both together at about $50 and they will install them for free. The new "staff" :-) is working out wonderfully too.</span></em><br /><div><em><span style="color:#003300;"></span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color:#003300;">I rearranged the day care room; split it in half to have one side for the older/school aged kids and the other side for the preschoolers/todders. I bought new area rugs (not the kid ones...way way too expensive), just some earth tone shaded ones. Actually makes the room look bigger. I purchased a table & chairs for about $45 from a second hand store for the kids' homework area. I would like to purchase an older, wireless laptop or some kind of computer so the kids can have "only" educated lessons/games to play. </span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color:#003300;"></span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#003300;">Today was the first day for the new set up. Things seem to flow a lot smoother. The kids seem to have a more simple flow because of the separation of the room. I still need to purchase a few more building sets for the school agers. I brought more of my own kids' toys down from upstairs.</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color:#003300;"></span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#003300;">I'm excited. Everything is working out very well. I'd like to get a new preschool curriculum. The one I have is sooo outdated. I'm almost nervous. Things have not gone well for me in a long time! lol! I'm guarded and hesitating before spending with extreme caution! </span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color:#003300;"></span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#003300;">Positive thoughts and prayers!...:-)</span></em></div>presioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16488985344781355446noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2876149937951492650.post-40506458434304418662011-02-04T10:45:00.001-08:002011-02-07T17:07:26.848-08:00Another One<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RAa28uTJWeI/TVCW1LeS1EI/AAAAAAAAAMY/Y-aEh6VgtWE/s1600/DSCN2130.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 143px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571118579414389826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RAa28uTJWeI/TVCW1LeS1EI/AAAAAAAAAMY/Y-aEh6VgtWE/s320/DSCN2130.jpg" /></a><br /><div><em><span style="color:#333399;">I completed another blanket. I didn't take a picture because, though I used a different stitch, I also used the left over yarn from the two previous projects. I didn't want to throw the yarn away so I made another blanket out of it. I haven't decided who I want to give it to yet. I really don't need "another" blanket! </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#333399;"></span></em><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RAa28uTJWeI/TVCVA17PnDI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/WWosjd-fbXw/s1600/DSCN2129.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 151px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 118px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571116580765408306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RAa28uTJWeI/TVCVA17PnDI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/WWosjd-fbXw/s320/DSCN2129.jpg" /></a> <em><span style="color:#333399;">I bought some more yarn. This time the color scheme is earth tones, browns and dark browns. I already made my son a nice long scarf that he double wraps around his neck. He wraps it a bit loosely so it can also keep his chest warm. I told him I finished the pockets so I will add them on probably tonight. I will take a picture of it and post it. Kind of nice to finish something quickly! lol!</span></em><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RAa28uTJWeI/TVCUmHgm60I/AAAAAAAAAMI/P5VZeBiCwds/s1600/DSCN2128.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 153px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 115px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571116121629059906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RAa28uTJWeI/TVCUmHgm60I/AAAAAAAAAMI/P5VZeBiCwds/s320/DSCN2128.jpg" /></a> <em><span style="color:#333399;">A few days ago, the kids made placemats to put on the table so they can eat on it. I will take pictures of those too so I can post them. The kids did a really nice job.</span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="color:#333399;">Positive thoughts and prayers everyone!...:-)</span></em></div>presioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16488985344781355446noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2876149937951492650.post-33540724400123631092011-02-04T09:06:00.000-08:002011-02-04T09:31:46.475-08:00A Lot Going On<a href="http://i641.photobucket.com/albums/uu140/presiousluv2/confused-1.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 136px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 153px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i641.photobucket.com/albums/uu140/presiousluv2/confused-1.jpg" /></a> <em><span style="color:#333300;">It's been a long and busy week. The assistant I've hired is working out very well. I am still getting calls for more day care kids. I will be calling the licensing office today to see what the requirements are to make the day care a "large" day care. </span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="color:#333300;">I'm still somewhat nervous but I think it's because I'm not sure of the process to go large with the day care or how it works to have 14 kids and an employee. I've never "employeed" anyone before. It seems to be a "huge" responsibility. I'm sure I will feel better once I speak with the licensing office. </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#333300;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#333300;">I've worked with 9 kids in my day care without an assistant, but that was back in the day when I was much younger. I never had 9 kids for the entire day. I usually had the school aged later in the day as some of the little ones were leaving for the day. So, I may have had 9 kids for maybe an overlap of time of an hour. Fourteen is a lot more. It would primarily be school aged kids in the afternoon, with an overlap of time with the little ones of about 2 hours. Having an assistant would be extremely helpful.</span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="color:#333300;">My other concern is, my day care is set up for little ones, ages 1 through 3 or 4 years old. School aged kids tend to become quite bored. Another issue is that of the types of activities older kids. Older kids, primarily boys, tend to play in a very violent manner; shooting, explosions, crashing, etc. I realize they are older, but I don't want the younger ones influenced by such behavior. I am extremely anti-violent. Many of the older kids' movies/t.v. shows involve "action hereos" that fight. The kids tend to mimick this behavior in their play. I really, really don't like it. </span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="color:#333300;">When we were kids, we played play doh, painted, colored pictures, built things with blocks, lego and tinker toys. There were dolls, barbies, trucks, bikes, jump ropes, etc. Kids today seem less interested in these things. </span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="color:#333300;">I will explore some things and do some research as to some of my options. Perhaps rearrange the day care room so that I have an area for the older kids. Then purchase some toys/activities that are age appropriate to keep their interest.</span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="color:#333300;">First step, call licensing office to see what the requirements are.</span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="color:#333300;">Positive thoughts and prayers :-)</span></em>presioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16488985344781355446noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2876149937951492650.post-75466491571599298632011-01-28T17:09:00.000-08:002011-01-28T18:13:31.666-08:00Expanision<a href="http://i619.photobucket.com/albums/tt274/Presiousluv1/Kids1.gif"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 188px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 128px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i619.photobucket.com/albums/tt274/Presiousluv1/Kids1.gif" /></a> <em><span style="color:#003300;">Well, looks like I'm thinking about transitioning the day care to a "large" inhome child care. Currently, I am licensed for 8 kids, which classifies as "small". Lately, I've been getting a lot of calls and referrals (referrals are via word-of-mouth from someone who knows me. Didn't realize I had become somewhat wellknown). </span></em><br /><div><em><span style="color:#003300;"></span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color:#003300;">I've hired a friend of mine who is certified in CPR for adult and children. She worked for my fellow day care provider that we visited on tues for play dates. I'm also thinking about hiring a friend of mine's 17 year old daughter. She loves children and it would be good for her to keep busy. Her mom can trust her with me that she will be safe and have a bit of money in her pocket.</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color:#003300;"></span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#003300;">Being a Christian, I am praying about it. Fourteen kids is a lot. Hiring people is a huge responsibility that I have never done before. I really don't want to get into something I can't handle. I also will be calling our City Office regarding zoning laws, the licensing office to increase my of children and take care of any additional fees, and lastly, the fire department for a more extensive house inspection which requries additonal fees as well.</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color:#003300;"></span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#003300;">A lot to consider. I can say, it is wonderful having an adult around to share with when you are with children aaaaallll day long!...lol! Makes a HUGE difference! lol! I'm excited and nervous, but I feel really good about it. </span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color:#003300;"></span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#003300;">Positive thoughts and prayers!...:-)</span></em></div>presioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16488985344781355446noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2876149937951492650.post-10763916808558209832011-01-21T16:16:00.000-08:002011-01-21T16:21:26.663-08:00An Angry Person<em><span style="color:#cc0000;">Wow, I just had an entry to my last blog from what appeared to be an extremely angry male. Didn't seem directly personal to me and not quite sure of his intent for placing an entry on my blog.</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#cc0000;">I encourage you all to take a peek and sent me your thoughts. I went to his blog to see what he was about, and only found more of the same. He totally admits to being an "American woman hater". I must admit, he is very, very extreme.</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#cc0000;">I'm wondering if he, or someone very close to him, has been severely hurt by a woman with great significance, directly related to her being an "American woman". </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#cc0000;">Please check it out and pass me your thoughts. Pretty scary.</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#cc0000;">Positive thoughts and prayers!...:-)</span></em>presioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16488985344781355446noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2876149937951492650.post-56067897039504990252011-01-10T12:06:00.000-08:002011-01-10T12:13:45.478-08:00The Looking-Bright Future<a href="http://i619.photobucket.com/albums/tt274/Presiousluv1/k13-11.gif"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 162px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 146px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i619.photobucket.com/albums/tt274/Presiousluv1/k13-11.gif" /></a> <em><span style="color:#003300;">This morning my agent came over to fine tune my retirement and life insurance accounts. Boy! I feel soooo much better. With the economy having had the effects on my (and everyone else's) career, I really have nothing through my employment...especially being self-employed. </span></em><br /><div><em><span style="color:#003300;"></span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color:#003300;">The day care is picking up very well, to the point I am looking into getting a part time assistant. With the day care doing well, I can afford to invest monthly into my retirement/life insurance accounts. Today, a new little boy started part time in the day care and a little girl also signed up to start next monday part time. Having an assistant will allow me to do lesson and art without feeling so overwhelmed...lol! It's a lot of little hands when projects are going on! I already have a young lady in mind. I met her through a fellow provider who also has her help out at her day care. </span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color:#003300;"></span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color:#003300;">I'm excited and feeling pretty good. Thanks for reading!</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color:#003300;"></span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color:#003300;">Positive thoughts and prayers!....:-)</span></em></div>presioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16488985344781355446noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2876149937951492650.post-86933279565484169122011-01-07T08:27:00.000-08:002011-01-07T09:13:49.764-08:00This Week<a href="http://i619.photobucket.com/albums/tt274/Presiousluv1/children.gif"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 142px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 126px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i619.photobucket.com/albums/tt274/Presiousluv1/children.gif" /></a> <em><span style="color:#003300;">It has truly been a very tough week. I am so thankful for my children being here this week. They have been so helpful from running earrands, to helping in the day care, to getting the car repaired. </span></em><em><span style="color:#003300;">Emotions can be tough. </span></em><br /><br /><div><div><div><em><span style="color:#003300;">Yesterday, I truly believed there was a full moon. "All" of the kids were being stinkers! lol! Finally, I sat them all down for a movie to get them refocused. Half way through the movie, I stopped the movie and had a talk with them. Afterwards, we went out to the backyard. They needed to stretch out "a lot!" They were still somewhat restless, but they behaved a little better</span></em> </div><div><br /> </div><div><em><span style="color:#003300;"></span></em></div><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 161px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 126px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i619.photobucket.com/albums/tt274/Presiousluv1/raining.gif" /> <em><span style="color:#003300;">It's been raining for the past few weeks. This is the first week it has been dry. Though I love the rain, it's difficult for the kids to stay inside. There's only so much painting, playing games and watching movies a child can do...lol! I am (and I'm sure they are too) glad that they go back to school next week. I think we are done with rain for a while. </span></em></div></div>presioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16488985344781355446noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2876149937951492650.post-27364975538744963842011-01-04T08:21:00.000-08:002011-01-04T09:06:33.160-08:00Fighting Those Emotions Again<a href="http://i619.photobucket.com/albums/tt274/Presiousluv1/7382.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 172px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 162px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i619.photobucket.com/albums/tt274/Presiousluv1/7382.jpg" /></a><em><span style="color:#990000;">I've been fighting good old depression for the past few days again. I beginning to think of it as a routine cycle. Only thing I can attribute it to is being a female. I feel good physically. I've been getting rest, eating much better and I've began my exercising routine again. In fact, I've lost 2 lbs! Yes, I know it doesn't sound like much, but it's a start lol! I'm excited. </span></em><br /><div><em><span style="color:#990000;"></span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color:#990000;">I'm restless and bored most of the time. I have pleanty to do around the house with my kids and the day care. Maybe it's more that I am bored with my daily routine. I suppose, like most people, I rarely have a chance to take my time and do what "I want" to do. I've been wanting to take my motorhome out for a long time now. Just up to the harbor and stay the weekend, just 2 nights, all by myself. </span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color:#990000;"></span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#990000;">As women, mothers and wives we tend to handle most things in the household in addition to our jobs. We change "hats" more than we realize. We go from be housekeepers i.e. doing the laundry, cleaning the house... dusting, vacuuming, changing the linens to being chiefs cooking or preparing some kind of breakfast, lunch and dinner for our families to shopping for food, clothing and anything inbetween. Even family issues with individual family members we are there to sort things out and find resources to get our loved to a doctor, dentist or medication.</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color:#990000;"></span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#990000;">Between the day care, my own family needs and my internship on the weekends, I think I'm beginning to feel a bit overwhelmed. I should have expected this time to come. It's hard work doing my internship, especially in addition to the day care. Pretty soon I will be time to begin studying for the license exam. </span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color:#990000;"></span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#990000;">I really can't afford to get overwhelmed. My internship something I feel is a necessity. This is my future. I do feel better that I have my retirement account almost established. It's a late start, but I need to get it set up as soon as possible. My hope is to work, maybe part time, as a family therapist, while using my retirement only if necessary. I actually "want" to work, at least part time. I don't want to get bored with life. Basically, I just want a more simple life with less expectations from other people.</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color:#990000;"></span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#990000;">I will spend the next few days regaining my focus. I would say it's more of a mental thing with me right now. I do feel rather anxous. I will focus on bringing down my anxiety and being patient with myself. Everything seems to be in a good place. </span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#990000;"></span></em> </div><div><em><span style="color:#990000;">Ok. I think I got it now. Maybe I just needed to vent some feelings....hmmmm</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color:#990000;"></span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#990000;">Thanks for "reading". Positive thoughts and prayers.....:-)</span></em></div>presioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16488985344781355446noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2876149937951492650.post-78239981400680267842010-12-27T09:22:00.000-08:002010-12-27T09:51:24.849-08:00Holiday Memories<a href="http://i619.photobucket.com/albums/tt274/Presiousluv1/flowers.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 172px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 140px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i619.photobucket.com/albums/tt274/Presiousluv1/flowers.jpg" /></a> <em><span style="color:#990000;">For the past few weeks, I've been extremely depressed, the whole 9 yards, crying spells, isolation, wanting to sleep, difficulty getting up in the morning, and difficulty focusing throughout the day. </span></em><br /><div><em><span style="color:#990000;"></span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color:#990000;">Suddenly, it hit me while playing with my grandson in the evening. My mom died Christmas Eve 1999. She fought cancer for many, many years. </span></em><em><span style="color:#990000;">Usually, I'm fine when I think about my mom or have memories of her. I always wondered when her death would hit me. I haven't cried since her funeral. I haven't even been able to look at her picture. When I'd hear her favorite songs, I'd smile and remember her dancing...she loved to dance. She danced all the time especially while cooking. Cooking was definitely what she loved to do! At the same time, I really thought I was fine...until finally this year. I think I'm ready now; ready to look at her picture. </span></em><em><span style="color:#990000;">I went to dig up my pictures of her, but when I say they are "packed away"...they are packed away! </span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color:#990000;"></span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#990000;">One of the things that confuses me is that I feel I have accepted my mother's death. I treasure her memories. Spiritually, I am comforted by my beliefs. I truly did not understand my emotions. I know, without a doubt, she loved us. Nothing will bring her back. We all must pass on some day. That is reality. She had long talks with all three of us (myself and my 2 sisters) throughout her battle with cancer. I feel I had/have good closure. All I can attribute it to is the grieving process...time of year, her anniversary, emotions, most of all, that she's my mom....I will always love her dearly.</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color:#990000;"></span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#990000;">My holidays went very well. This year, my kids asked me to accompany them to my former inlaws for the holidays. Though the family has always invited me, I've always declined. My ex-husband has remarried and, though she never had a problem with me coming, I felt it was "her" place in the family, not mine. My kids said, "But you're still our mom." </span></em><em><span style="color:#990000;">All in all, the holidays were really nice. It was as though I had never left the family. That is a great feeling.</span></em> </div>presioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16488985344781355446noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2876149937951492650.post-21380126189907424812010-12-01T10:25:00.000-08:002010-12-01T12:14:44.817-08:00A New Way of Thinking<div><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 169px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545788768635727090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RAa28uTJWeI/TPaZgJHiLPI/AAAAAAAAALI/lYFV7VOyDe0/s320/DSCN2107.JPG" /><em><span style="color:#006600;">Lately, I've been doing a great deal of introspecting, you know, thinking deeply about my life. In my way of thinking, I put myself in a box, so to speak. I have this systematic way of doing things based on my upbringing, of course.</span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="color:#006600;">I have come to the conclusion, we often make decisions in our lives that are based on things/ideas that have been taught to us as children or young adults. By middle age, we find ourselves doing that same "taught" behavior or that same "taught" method of thinking. It's almost as if, these teachings <a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RAa28uTJWeI/TPaaq3ASVkI/AAAAAAAAALQ/2MQH8Z1ReeE/s1600/DSCN2111.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 155px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545790052263679554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RAa28uTJWeI/TPaaq3ASVkI/AAAAAAAAALQ/2MQH8Z1ReeE/s320/DSCN2111.JPG" /></a>"expire" in our lives and we have to make adjustments. The problem is, how do we become aware of the expiration of the teachings?</span></em><br /><br /><div><div><em><span style="color:#006600;">I found myself depressed and sometimes frustrated when the "system" began to fall apart. I began to become flexible in my thinking. Basically, it is a generational thing. As my kids have grown up, I have had to adjust my thinking to thier generation (in some things). There is such a difference in the times even from my oldest child to my youngest child (7 years apart).</span></em></div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RAa28uTJWeI/TPafZif5GdI/AAAAAAAAALY/svH0oVUhmaY/s1600/DSCN2116.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 202px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 149px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545795252259461586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RAa28uTJWeI/TPafZif5GdI/AAAAAAAAALY/svH0oVUhmaY/s320/DSCN2116.JPG" /></a><br /><div><em><span style="color:#006600;">With my own thinking, that has been molded/trained by my grandmother and auntie, I find that I still must learn to be flexible because times have changed. I shared with a fellow blogger how my grandmother once told me to "Never cut your hair." She didn't scold me when she said it. It was very casual. However, that was "her" opinion based on an old belief from "her" generation. My aunt (my mom's sister), taught me to be quite frugal with money. I learned not to buy anything that wasn't absolutely necessary. </span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color:#006600;">As with my fellow bloger, I am learning to change my way of thinking. I am giving myself "permission" to do things differently. We can build up thoughts & emotions that are totally irrational and can even cause us fear.</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color:#006600;">In my effort to change this, I have been carefully re-evaluating my budget. So, over the past few weeks, I have managed to purchase a few things I have been wanting for "years". I put an antique trunk on lay-a-way (it was delivered 2 days ago), I finally bought drapes for my living/dining room, and I purchased a play kitchen for the daycare. I am soooo excited and happy! None of these are "necessities". I simply enjoy them!</span></em></div></div></div>presioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16488985344781355446noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2876149937951492650.post-17277962088585330542010-11-23T08:41:00.001-08:002010-11-23T09:40:30.462-08:00Getting Back On Track<a href="http://i641.photobucket.com/albums/uu140/presiousluv2/fruit.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 120px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 110px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i641.photobucket.com/albums/uu140/presiousluv2/fruit.jpg" /></a> <em><span style="color:#ff0000;">Well, I've decided it's time to try to get back on track with my eating habits and exercising. I sent the boys grocery shopping last night. I had them to get a lot of my favorite foods. They are teenagers/young adults now and are not as concerned about eating as I am. Most of the time, they eat out with thier friends anyway.</span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">I made some stew last night in the slow cooker. This morning, I baked some fish fillets in the oven...yum yum! I love tuna fish as well. I must do some research for mercury being that I love fish and tuna. I can eat those everyday! I am cooking some green beans and I love sweet peas and I love broccoli. I also had the boys pick up some ready-made salad. </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">I had them get the Lean Cuisine meals as well. I did pretty good on those for a while. I thought that would be a good way to get started again. After eating them for a while, I get my focus back and slowly wean myself off those and onto home cooked meals. Actually, having a Lean Cuisine with a salad and a fruit is a pretty good, low calorie meal. If I desire a snack later, I have a yogurt with a "few" peacans for protein. Of course, I drink lots of water.</span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">Now, exe<a href="http://i229.photobucket.com/albums/ee37/judithsydney/treadmill.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 127px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 113px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i229.photobucket.com/albums/ee37/judithsydney/treadmill.jpg" /></a>rcising is quite that of a different beginning...lol! It takes alot more effort...lol! I have a manual treadmill...I know, it's not quite the same as an electric one, but it's better than doing nothing. I figure I can start slowly to build up my endurance and my "interest", lol! I also have the exercise wheel for my tummy and I usually use the small barbell for my arms and torso.</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">Positive thoughts and prays for the exercising! lol!...:-)</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></em>presioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16488985344781355446noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2876149937951492650.post-11848793064431595652010-11-19T10:51:00.000-08:002010-11-19T11:25:22.191-08:00Tough for Kids<strong><em><span style="color:#006600;">As a day care provider, sometimes I hear some pretty sad situations with my parents and thier children. It's enough that families are having a difficult time, but when it effects our kids in such an extremely negative way. </span></em></strong><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color:#006600;"></span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color:#006600;">I think adults do not think of how their behavior and language effects kids deeply for a very long time. Kids idolize their parents in every way. So, both the positive and the negative from the parents have very long term effects. My theory is to never under estimate how a child interprets or is effected by the negativity that comes from their parents.</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color:#006600;"></span></em></strong></div><div><strong><em><span style="color:#006600;">When I was 2 years old, my dad left our family. To this very day, I a<a href="http://i619.photobucket.com/albums/tt274/Presiousluv1/sadchildren.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 172px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 61px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i619.photobucket.com/albums/tt274/Presiousluv1/sadchildren.jpg" /></a>m effected by that day. I can tell you the lay out of the apartment, the lights that were on, what clothes he wore, what clothes I was wearing, where we sat, where my sister was in the apartment and my mom. </span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color:#006600;"></span></em></strong></div><div><strong><em><span style="color:#006600;">I was 2 years old. It was late evening. He was sitting in our flourescent orange, vinyl rocking chair (lol! ...what can I say, it was the 60's!). I sat on his lap with my back resting on his tummy, as I sucked on a bottle and played with my hair (yes, I was a daddy's little girl). I had on a diaper (white cloth diaper back in those days) and a white t-shirt. When he decided to leave, he stood up, walked to our bedroom, where my sister was playing. He laid me down, kissed me on my forehead and left. Though he did try to contact us (mom made it horribly difficult for him, even though he left because of her infidelity) I never saw him again till I went to see him at age 23.</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color:#006600;"></span></em></strong></div><div><strong><em><span style="color:#006600;">After I have gone through one marriage and divorce, I have chosen not to get into another relationship because I have abandonment/trust issues...majorly. I been in and out of therapy pretty much all my life. Just can't do it. I have come to the conclusion, I am just not relationship material. </span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color:#006600;"></span></em></strong></div><div><strong><em><span style="color:#006600;">I say all this because I am watching kids go through some really difficult times at a very, very young age. No one will truly know the effects until these kids get into their teens. It just sad, waiting to see what will happen. Ideally, the parent would see the error of thier way and seek help so that parent can help the kids. Usually, if a parent has issues, then "their" parents have issues that are also unresolve. </span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color:#006600;"></span></em></strong></div><div><strong><em><span style="color:#006600;">Most of my cases at the agency deal with this type of family system, where one generation passes their issues down to the next generation...leading to substance abuse, mental health issues, anger management problems, etc. </span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color:#006600;"></span></em></strong></div><div><strong><em><span style="color:#006600;">Just some thoughts as I sit with my kids today. In their own little ways, they struggle too. Just a tip...kids are smarter than we think. They "know" when the system is broken. It is always best to explain to them, on an age appropriate level, what is going on. If an explanation is not provided, they will make up their own...not good.</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color:#006600;"></span></em></strong></div><div><strong><em><span style="color:#006600;">Positive thoughts and prayers...</span></em></strong></div>presioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16488985344781355446noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2876149937951492650.post-79478345371994150722010-11-09T16:49:00.000-08:002010-11-09T18:02:10.194-08:00From My Daughter<em><span style="color:#333300;">I just had a very heart warming conversation with my daughter. For a long time, about 7 years, she has been through a very deeply emotional time in her life...since age 15. It has been an extremely rough road for her...and for me as her mom.</span></em><br /><div><em><span style="color:#333300;"></span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color:#333300;">All those years, I simply did not understand because, firstly as her mom and secondly with a background as a Mental Health Therapist, I am too close to her. Basically, both those roles caused me to be the enemy. As time went on, she would gradually opened up. Being eager and excited that she would open up, it took a long while for me to learn to "listen" rather than press for more information. Eventually, I learned to validate by knodding my head and reflecting her words back to her. </span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color:#333300;"></span></em><em><span style="color:#333300;"></span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#333300;">Well, today, I watched "Super Nanny", where a blended family had two teenage girls, from the mother's previous marriage, that were extremely angry with their mother. Prior to remarrying, the girls and their mom referred to themselves as "the 3 Musketeers". The girls were extremely angry because mom had not taken their feelings into consideration before marrying the stepfather. Things changed</span></em><em><span style="color:#333300;"> drastically by adding 3 more younger girls! </span></em><em><span style="color:#333300;">The girls missed spending time with their mom.</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color:#333300;"></span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#333300;">As I watched and listened, I began to cry. I began to thinking about my daughter. Maybe she simply wanted/s more time with mom. </span></em><em><span style="color:#333300;">I decided to ask her to dinner tonight, to which she accepted. We talked a little bit and that's when she opened up a little more. She was respectful and honest. She feels that I was too protective by not letting them, as kids, play outside "freely" with other kids or visit at other kids' homes. A</span></em><em><span style="color:#333300;">s a result, she doesn't know how to socialize or interact with other people. She also said that she has learned to have her act together as a result of her upbringing...bitter sweet. </span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color:#333300;"></span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#333300;">She said she wishes she was the person she is today back in high school. Unfortunately, she is often very tired due to school (which finally ends in December 2010) and working at night. I explained to her that she has never had the opportunity to be a child. So, after school is done, we can look at doing some things/activities together to create a social life.</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color:#333300;"></span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#333300;">To my surprise, she opened up, talked and even seemed to like the idea of trying to do thi<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RAa28uTJWeI/TNn7NBih8UI/AAAAAAAAALA/pBOtWX3LhM8/s1600/me%2Band%2Bma8.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 165px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 170px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537733417998872898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RAa28uTJWeI/TNn7NBih8UI/AAAAAAAAALA/pBOtWX3LhM8/s320/me%2Band%2Bma8.jpg" /></a>ngs differently! I've waited for this day for soooo long. I think all kids have a day when they finally are able to express to their parents how the parents could have done things differently. I think this was my day :-). My mom did not allow us to express such things. I "wanted" to make a difference with my kids.</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color:#333300;"></span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#333300;">I'm excited and very happy.... also sad that my protectiveness caused her such pain in her life. I am eager to try to make this right for her. </span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color:#333300;"></span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#333300;">Lots of positive thoughts and prayers! :-)</span></em></div>presioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16488985344781355446noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2876149937951492650.post-82601907051861634022010-11-08T07:06:00.000-08:002010-11-08T08:13:25.195-08:00Good Things, Good Things<em><span style="color:#660000;">It has truly been a good weekend. Friday, though exhuasted, I felt soooo good when my son came home and asked if he could move back home. He sat down with dad and made a budget. It was at that point he realized he needed to come home and regroup. I told him I was proud of him for taking his time to "try" it and listening to both his father and myself. </span></em><br /><br /><div><div><em><span style="color:#660000;"></span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#660000;">I try to teach my kids that it is perfectly normal to want to move out of their parents' house at around ages 17 or 18. However, I encourage them to let us help them along the way. Sure, to them, they can handle it. They say, "Mom, I'm 'grown' now", but they really have no idea what it is really like to be out there on their own, working, paying rent and thier bills. </span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color:#660000;">We sat down and had a talk. He told me now he understands what I was trying to tell him before he moved. I told him, sometimes, it takes "experience" to learn a lesson. So, why not learn with the guidance of your parents. That's what we are for. :-) Very heartwarming moment. I told him, he will do it again but with a lot more knowledge under his belt.</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color:#330033;">I called my friend to come over last night, the one I made the blanket for. I had sent her<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RAa28uTJWeI/TNggK9J4tmI/AAAAAAAAAK4/38B5VaQlDzo/s1600/041.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 140px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 140px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537211114438833762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RAa28uTJWeI/TNggK9J4tmI/AAAAAAAAAK4/38B5VaQlDzo/s320/041.JPG" /></a> a text during the week that I had completed her surprise. She was out of town and had become quite excited as she asked for many hints!...lol! Of course, I gave no clue as to what it was. She finally came over just before going to work. I opened the door, bouncing with excitement. I had her close her eyes as I led her to the blanket on the couch (it really was much to large to wrap!).</span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#330033;"></span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#330033;">I told her how much I loved her and how she is my bestest friend and that, though I could not fix all the problems she is going through, I want her to know how much I love her and I am there for her! Yes, she began to cry. Before opening her eyes, I had her smell the lavendar neck pillow. When she opened her eyes, she was soooo happy. We hugged very happily!</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color:#006600;">Sunday morning, I woke up feeling horrible. I felt so disoriented. My head felt pressu<a href="http://i619.photobucket.com/albums/tt274/Presiousluv1/IMG_1043-1.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 141px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 141px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i619.photobucket.com/albums/tt274/Presiousluv1/IMG_1043-1.jpg" /></a>re, my eyes were dry and hurting. I felt as if I slept "under" a rock. My entire body felt like it has been smashed or under pressure...is that makes sense. I literally felt lost, couldn't think. My grandson woke up quite early. Somehow, my son must have sensed what I was going through and he immediately begin to help with the morning routine. He actually took my grandson, his nephew, and played with him so I could try to take care of myself. </span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color:#006600;">After crying and taking lots of deep breaths, I began to come into life again. My son came to my room and pounced on my bed. He says, "Ok mom, what are we going to do today? You need to get out of the house." So, I put together a list of short errands and afterwards we walked around Old Town. It turned out to be a great day! My grandson spend the day with his parents while my son I got out of the house :-). </span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color:#006600;">One of the errands was making a payment on an antique trunk I am buying. It is soooo beautiful! The owner restored the outside. The inside has all of its original boxed compartments. It's in really nice condition and it's huge! After walking around Old Town (which is where the trunk is also located), we tried a new place to eat lunch. Actually, we took lunch home and watched a movie. After the movie, we helped my other son move back home :-).</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color:#000099;">We have a new addition to the family :=). His name is Bruce, a puppy Snouser (ck sp). He is absolutely adorable and very mellow. It was interesting to see how my Fox Terrier, "Baby Girl", would respond. She is not dog friendly. To my surprise, Baby Girl did very, very well. She's still a tad territorial, but that's to be expected. After checking each other out, they played real nicely, running and romping through the house. Bruce is almost potty trained. He only pottied once in the house and I immediately took him outside. He seemed to get it. I gave him a lot of praises :-).</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color:#cc0000;">A really great weekend....Started another blanket :-D. </span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color:#cc0000;">Positive thoughts and prayers!</span></em></div><br /><br /><div><em><span style="color:#006600;"></span></em></div><br /><br /><div><em><span style="color:#006600;"></span></em></div><br /><br /><div><em><span style="color:#330033;"></span></em></div></div>presioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16488985344781355446noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2876149937951492650.post-67328864368596926552010-11-04T17:56:00.000-07:002010-11-05T07:44:14.855-07:00The Completion<div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RAa28uTJWeI/TNQXWA_3BDI/AAAAAAAAAKo/YRmkiC3GS84/s1600/041.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 152px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 165px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536075508937589810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RAa28uTJWeI/TNQXWA_3BDI/AAAAAAAAAKo/YRmkiC3GS84/s320/041.JPG" /></a> <em><span style="color:#003300;">After being truly inspired by one of my favorite bloggers, I have been inspired to pick up crotcheting again. Today, I have completed my 3rd blanket. I made it for a dear, dear friend of mine who has been going through a lot of hardship lately. Most of the time when someone is going through a tough time, we feel helpless and unable to help. I thought making her a blanket would help her at the end of her day when she can cuddle up, away from the world.</span></em><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RAa28uTJWeI/TNQX8dJE0PI/AAAAAAAAAKw/NQKA5XnutSQ/s1600/042.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 158px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 165px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536076169327464690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RAa28uTJWeI/TNQX8dJE0PI/AAAAAAAAAKw/NQKA5XnutSQ/s320/042.JPG" /></a><br /><div><div><div><div><div><em><span style="color:#003300;">I made one for myself in pink, which is my favorite color. Her favorite color is purple, so I made her a duplicate one of mine in purple. I also bought her one of those lavendar neck pillows that you heat up in the microwave. It smells sooooo good and it feels sooooo good on the neck! I really hope she likes it. I've been kind of teasing her with small hints...lol! At first, she thought she knew what it was, then when I kept on giving hints, she became confused! LOL!</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color:#003300;">We will see how it goes! ..........</span></em><em><span style="color:#003300;">Positive thoughts and prayers!...:-)</span></em></div></div></div></div></div></div>presioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16488985344781355446noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2876149937951492650.post-82151847754677314982010-10-28T08:22:00.000-07:002010-10-28T09:23:59.472-07:00Almost Friday<a href="http://i619.photobucket.com/albums/tt274/Presiousluv1/children.gif"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 156px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 157px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i619.photobucket.com/albums/tt274/Presiousluv1/children.gif" /></a> <em><span style="color:#990000;">It's almost friday. I'm not sure why, but I am so tired today. </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#990000;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#990000;">One of my day care parents told me that I will be loosing her baby in a few weeks or a month. Her grandmother, the baby's great grandmother, will be opening her day care. However, she doesn't want a housefull of children...lol! She only wants her greatgrand baby and one additional child. She's 73 years old and working at Walmart. Apparently, Walmart is very disrespectful to their employees. I really like their baby. I will definitely miss him.</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#990000;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#990000;">On a positive note, I had another mom interview for the day care. Her little girl is 2 years old and a bit fiesty...lol. We will have to take some time to establish who's boss...lol! Mom says she is a real mess at home. She even asked me for some discipline techniques. I told her, at 2 years old, she "might" be able to use timeout, but she may not stay there. Iwill have to work with her for a few weeks to see what her personality is like first. Sometimes, a simple technique of taking her favorite toy or offering her a favorite activity like painting can be an effective discipline technique. We'll see. She starts tomorrow.</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#990000;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#990000;">I would really like to take on one more child because I have a school age child who will be terminated in May 2010. I really don't want to wait till the last minute to try to replace him.</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#990000;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#990000;">The modification is going very slowly. I spoke with my rep yesterday. The banks are overwhelmed and allowing clients to fall through the cracks of the programs, thus loosing their homes. We have been keeping a close eye on my account. I did fall through the crack this last June 2010. We are fighting to get back on track. My rep says we are requesting a faster review. Says it shouldn't be a problem because it was the bank's fault. However, it still may take time for the bank to get to my account.....grrrrr!</span></em>presioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16488985344781355446noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2876149937951492650.post-8122074648301719932010-10-21T15:25:00.000-07:002010-10-21T15:53:57.205-07:00Beautiful Rainy Weather<a href="http://i619.photobucket.com/albums/tt274/Presiousluv1/raining.gif"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i619.photobucket.com/albums/tt274/Presiousluv1/raining.gif" /></a> <em><span style="color:#cc0000;">Even though the rainy weather effects the fibro negatively, I love it soooo much! The rainy weather is so cozy, clean and smells so good. It does mean the kids have to stay inside, but they can color and paint for the day. It's what we use to do when we were kids in daycare. Back then we called it "the Nursery", but it was a preschool/before & after school care set up. The winds have been a little high and the rain has been off and on moderate, just enough to hear it pour for a few minutes before it stops.</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#cc0000;">Well, today we brought the motorhome back from repair. Even though it is very old, and the water pump went out at a costly repair, the mechanic seems to think th engine is in pretty good shape. The plan is to seal the roof myself, then purchase and install the 3 roof vents with my son and/or my neighbor. I will use it, if I can, while I posted it to be sold on Craigslist and put up flyers. My concern is, I'm not too sure of future repairs. In the past, I have not been nervous about driving the motorhome. These days I am quite uncomfortable to drive it. Nothing has happened to make me fearful. I just don't get a good feeling about driving it...especially alone. The plan is to sell it :-(. I would really like to keep it, but I don't "feel" it to be a good idea.</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#cc0000;">The internship, on saturdays, is going real well. It is starting to bother me that I don't have saturdays to take care of business or get a break. I have talked to my supervisor briefly about it. She says to set my schedule the way "I" need it to be set. However, as a therapist, I feel I need to be reliable/dependable. Not sure what to do at this point. I must continue this opportunity for my not to distant future....decisions, decisions.</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#cc0000;">Positive thoughts and prayers!</span></em>presioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16488985344781355446noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2876149937951492650.post-48408279206281956082010-09-29T15:26:00.000-07:002010-09-29T16:07:11.771-07:00Sorry To Say....<em><span style="color:#006600;">The bank has been giving me quite a bit of grief with the house for the past few months. Though my agent is really good about staying on top of things, apparently, the bank closed my file, denying me the mod on June 14th, 2010, claiming that they informed me of such. Obvsiously, they did not. Yes, this meant they applied a sale date of September 30th, 2010 to the house! I was furious!</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#006600;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#006600;">Of course, it would have done me no good to throw my anger at them, so I got my business attitude on and started making phone calls. The frustration is, you get a different person each time you call and I swear they all see different things on the account that the other one did not see! You have to be pretty aggressive and know your business when dealing with these people!</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#006600;"></span></em><a href="http://i619.photobucket.com/albums/tt274/Presiousluv1/Jonas_Hillhouses-2-1.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 170px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i619.photobucket.com/albums/tt274/Presiousluv1/Jonas_Hillhouses-2-1.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="color:#006600;">After going round and round with many different bank reps, one finally told me that the mod was closed illegally. It was illegal because there was no one assigned to the file and it was closed without reason or documentation! I was totally shocked! This person was nice enough to tell me how to get it back going again. Apparently, they had absolutely no record of my being in the process of a modification while I am making payments under such a modification! They literally told me I was not in the system!</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#006600;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#006600;">So, I contacted my agent and we got on immediately. That weekend, I began re-gathering all the documents so that monday, I would be able to run to the office and get with my agent who was on standby. Yes, I loaded up all the daycare kids and rushed down to the office on monday morning. We got it in! By 4:40pm, the following friday, I received a phone call from my agent that the modification was back official....:-D. </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#006600;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#006600;">We did find out that they are taking so long, supposedly, because my income is not enough. During the summer, day care providers loose kids because parents offend have older siblings to look after the younger ones, so they take the younger ones out of day care. So, I did gain 3 more kids and sent that documentation along with the rest of the paperwork.</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#006600;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#006600;">At this point, I am looking to gain an "extra" child in the day care, just for a little more financial stability. I don't think it will be a problem because I rarely have "all" 8 kids at the same time. Even if I take one more part time child, that would help a lot. Once this is all over with, I think I will feel soooo much better! It's been a year and 4 months that I've been trying to get this mod done! I have a few friend going through the same thing about the same time frame. We did them pretty much at the same time, give or take a few weeks.</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#006600;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#006600;">I must hold on to my faith that it will turn out ok. God is soooo good!</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#006600;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#006600;">Positive thoughts and prayers!......:-D</span></em>presioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16488985344781355446noreply@blogger.com4