Is someone trying to tell me something... and if so, what?

First, I need to say to Kelly - I got the tag, I will work on it this week and will have it up before the end of the week.

Also, Johan turned 3 this past Friday and got the cutest birthday present, but my camera is in the shop, so I want to post about it, but I am going to have to wait until my camera comes back, or until I can snag Andre's or Jordan's camera when they arent looking.

When I am checking one of my email accounts, I always love to check out my SPAM folder. It is always full of interesting things, and I wonder why certain things are sent to me.

Things that I have gotten in my spam folder today, Sunday, March 30, 2008 between the hours of 4:00 PM and 10:05PM

• I can get any vehicle I choose, no matter what my payment history is. Ok, I think I would like to get my dream truck then. My ford F350 crew cab dually. With a sound system in it too. Yum.
  
• I too can be an EBAY millionaire. Well I will need that money to put gas in my 350.
• I have an offer to get free business cards - 3 different times. Maybe I need the business cards to get my EBAY stuff out there?
• 2 more any vehicles I want no matter what my payment history is. I have my F350, so I guess I will take a Toyota Tundra
  
  and a Mitsubisha Montero Sport
  
  for my other two. (im sorry, did you just call me a redneck? Well thank you, I do seem to have redneck tendencies with my trucks)
• Blockbuster really really really wants me to use them to get movies (unlimited!) online with a free 2 week trial. No thanks, I am already online more than enough.
• I can view sexy black singles, I can flirt with sexy singles, flirt with more sexy singles, and Melissa is inviting me to check out her pictures. Well seeing as how I am married, I don't really need to flirt with or view anyone - single, married, ugly or sexy.
• I have been selected as a Mystery shopper for the month of March (um, that ends tomorrow) AND for the month of April. Wow how did I get so lucky? I wonder if KFC will let me take off to do this. I hope it is Mystery Shopping for some new glasses at a high price store. I need some new glasses. I want some red ones, or some different funky ones.
• POLICE OFFICERS ARE NEEDED IN MY AREA. Hmmm, does that mean the crime level is going up? Its a good thing I am moving then.
• Financial Aid for any education program that I am looking for. Do they have financial aid for me if I want to become a basket weaver?
• Oh another chance to flirt with sexy singles.
• My credit score has been updated twice, if I could jsut email them with my SS# and my information to verify that I am the owner of said information, they can release the updated information to me. I will get right on that. So glad that people are looking out for my credit score.
• $1500 into my bank account within the hour. TWICE. I guess I could use that $3000 to buy me some new clothes so that I look good in my new vehicles.
• If I am a woman between the age of 24 and 54 then I am wanted. For what?
• Scholarships are available in my area for nurses.
• And I can work filling out surveys for cash, while I am studying to be a nurse.
• Am I ready for the worlds FIRST social dating site?
• Work from home doing easy work, processing rebates. I can process rebates all day. Send me the rebate checks, and I will process them right into my bank account thank you.
• Pink Diet Patch people need my help. I know I am fat, but you dont have to send me emails, sheesh.
• Laura G wants to say hello to me.
• I can get any degree up to a PHD online, and I am sure I can use my financial aid from above to pay for it.
• I can get ten (20) ring tones instantly. Yes it really says ten (20). Someone is an idiot, and for once, it isnt me.
• I can get brand name diapers for free.
• Am I interested in a house that is being foreclosed? Because they want to send me the April list of forclosed homes. Um, we arent even in April yet.
• I can vote today for the November election. Um, I thought the November election was in November. Am I missing something?
• This just in. I can flirt with some sexy singles. And view pictures of hot asian women.

Man, so many oportunities, and so little time. And now you know why I have 3 different email addresses, and why I only use one for when I fill out stuff online.

Why I think of Kelly and smile...

Kelly, of Cancun Canuck always makes me smile. Even when she isnt doing anything. It is just the fact that she is from Canada and lives in Mexico. Why is that a reason to smile? Let me tell you.

Back in 2003 my husband had gone back to Honduras for a time, and I was home alone with the kids. I had a good friend who lived in the apartment next door, and she was also alone with her kids. Her husband was in jail. So I would take the baby monitor and head on over to her house and hang out at night since we both were up half the night anyway. This friend and I have been friends since high school, and we worked at KFC together for 10 some years.

In November of 2003 I moved out of that apartment, and into a different one. So instead of going to her house, I would call her and we would talk all night long. Well for those of you who are up late at night know that as the night goes on, EVERYTHING is funny, and it just gets more and more funny the later it gets. Well at that time KFC was open late, and we all know that Taco Bell is open late too. And we both knew people who worked at various KFC's and Taco Bells, so we would crank call them. We both have 3 way calling, so I would call one KFC, and she would call another KFC at the same time, then we would have her and I, plus the two KFC's on the line. And the managers would answer, usually the same time, and they would argue over who called who and what did they want. We would call Taco Bell and KFC as well and do the same thing. Seriously it was funny at 2AM. Well with the phone plans that we had, we could call Canada as well as Mexico for free. (now you see where Kelly comes into this...) So I would call different Denny's and IHOP's in Canada and Mexico and ask all sorts of things. In Canada I would they would either speak French or English, so I would talk tot hem in Spanish. In Mexico they obviously spoke Spanish, so I would speak English, or I would throw in the few Hindu phrases I knew (I can say I love you and I want to make love to you in Hindu) just for fun. Oh yeah and the few German phrases, and some Pig Latin. Anything but what they spoke. Ah the good old days.

We would also crank call different people with this recording, and the people would answer and they would hear the man saying hello, but they wouldnt hear the rest of it. They would get mad at Mr Spindel yelling at him. Juvenile yes. Fun - oh hell yeah. But I am now a grown up, so no more crank calling for me ;)

People Watching on the Highways

Its amazing talking to my husband after 2 weeks of not being able to can lift my mood so much, and can put a smile on my face.

The joys of working. I work all day, come home cook dinner, get the kids in bed and then sit down and veg for the rest of the night. On my days off, I don't want to move. So if you have been missing me, well thats why. I haven't been coherent enough to write one single sentence. Since I went back to work, my normally otherwise healthy chlidren though have gotten sick. Out of the 7 kids, 5 of them are sick. Which is why I can actually write a coherent sentence. I haven't been to work since Friday.

I woke up with a migraine this morning and had to take my medicine. While my usual medicine is a narcotic, it doesn't have codeine in it. But when I got it refilled, CVS messed up the prescription not once, but twice. The second time I called they told me it was the same medicine, only with added codeine in it. I was going to return it, but I had got it filled at a CVS 30 minutes away, I had no gas at the time, and I had a migraine, so I said forget it. I can deal with the codeine. Today was the first time I took it. It must be the codeine that made me lose my mind when I decided to take all 7 kids to the library this afternoon. And told them each that they could take home 10 books. Great. 60 books PLUS my own stash that I have to keep track of. I snuck in a book about puberty and what not into Jordan's pile. The best thing about it was in one section they talk about and show drawings of what happens to the male and female genitalia. Andre was bothering her about something so she held up the page with the drawing of the penis and chased him around the house as he ran screaming "I dont want to see your penis". *sigh* The threat that I would blog about it had them both shutting up and going to bed with no more noise.

Last week Johan had the pin taken out of his finger and he did so good. No crying or anything. He just watched. I was so proud of him. On the way back home though I did a little bit of people watching on 695 and boy was it filled with weirdos.

There was the guy in the white Ford Freestyle with PA tags on it that had a drumstick (for drums, not like a KFC drumstick) in his hands and he was directing the orchestra, or whatever he was listening to on the radio. Um if it is on your radio, they were already directed, and dont need you to do it again. You need to keep your hands on the wheel so you are not all over 695. Thats why we have 6+ car pile ups on the road.

To the green Ford Contour, the speed limit on 95 is 65, not 45. The average speed is 75+, so if you value your life, do not pull into traffic from an exit going below 45, only to reach your maximum of 45. If you cannot or are afraid to go faster, take route 1 or a different route. Please. For your safety, and mine.

To the state police officer who didnt pull me over for going 75 in a 55 MPH zone, thank you. Its been 12 years since I got a ticket, and I like it that way. Although seeing how fast you flew by me, you probably didn't see me. What were you doing 110?

To whoever put the sign up on 70, near the 695 exit, thank you. I always enjoy seeing that I am 1700 miles away from Denver, and 2200 miles away from Cove Fort. I know how important it is to let everyone know how far away those places are. I dont know where Cove Fort is, but its nice to know that it is 2200 miles away, just in case I get the urge to go for a long drive. Maybe when I decide to run away form home, I can go to Cove Fort. My son would like to know why is it that Cove Fort made it onto the sign and not some other place. So if you know can you please tell him, because I am tired of hearing him ask me about it.

To the Black Kia Sedona who was riding my bumper on 29 while I was going 70 (yes in a 55 MPH zone - My name is Jennifer, and I speed) thank you for finally passing me, and then getting pulled over 2 miles down the road. I appreciate you getting my ticket and keeping my insurance rates down so low.

Being Worthy

I don’t know if this blog is going to make sense or not, I am writing as it comes to me, and I am not going to spend to much editing it. Otherwise it wont be said.

I have a hard time accepting compliments. Not just compliments on how I look, but moreso on what type of person that I am. I know that in general I am a good person. That I have a big heart. A lot of times I am to nice for my own good. I am one of those people that don’t like the spotlight on me so much. I prefer to be a behind the scenes person, shining the light on others.

People like to tell me that I am an amazing person, or that they admire me. I get thanked a lot too, LOL. I don’t see it. What I do, I do because it needs to be done, if that makes sense. One thing I hear a lot is how strong of a person I am for taking care of the home, and my kids with my husband a few countries away. How lucky he is to have me. I don’t see it that way. I see it as we are married, and we support each other. I didn’t like that he had to go back to Honduras before I did, but I understood it, and I supported him. Me taking care of the kids until we go, well that’s just what I do. Its just life. Tons of people in this world do that. People with spouses in the military do it. There are so many women in other countries that take care of the home and children by themselves while the father comes to the US to work.

A while back I was talking to someone, and she said that she admired me, and I sort of laughed it off. And her response to me was “You are a beautiful woman, inside and out, and you have a strength that is beyond what most people will ever achieve. You are a survivor, a mother, a wife, and a lover, and you excel in all those things. You are blessed and you bring a blessing to all you come in contact with. Above that, you are a child of the King, and that makes you a Princess, worthy of all the good things in life.” Reading that made me cry. She also told me to go and read Proverbs 31: 10-31.

Reading what she said to me, and reading the scripture, it made me realize that I am worthy of the praise, even when it makes me feel uncomfortable. It made me realize that I am special, and that I need to take time out every once in a while to realize that myself.

To remind myself, I am going to have the scripture put somewhere, either in a frame, or something, so that I can see it often, and be reminded that I am worthy of good things.

PROVERBS 31: 10-31
10 A wife of noble character who can find?

She is worth far more than rubies.
11 Her husband has full confidence in her

and lacks nothing of value.
12 She brings him good, not harm,

all the days of her life.
13 She selects wool and flax

and works with eager hands.
14 She is like the merchant ships,

bringing her food from afar.
15 She gets up while it is still dark;

she provides food for her family

and portions for her servant girls.
16 She considers a field and buys it;

out of her earnings she plants a vineyard.
17 She sets about her work vigorously;

her arms are strong for her tasks.
18 She sees that her trading is profitable,

and her lamp does not go out at night.
19 In her hand she holds the distaff

and grasps the spindle with her fingers.
20 She opens her arms to the poor

and extends her hands to the needy.
21 When it snows, she has no fear for her household;

for all of them are clothed in scarlet.
22 She makes coverings for her bed;

she is clothed in fine linen and purple.
23 Her husband is respected at the city gate,

where he takes his seat among the elders of the land.
24 She makes linen garments and sells them,

and supplies the merchants with sashes.
25 She is clothed with strength and dignity;

she can laugh at the days to come.
26 She speaks with wisdom,

and faithful instruction is on her tongue.
27 She watches over the affairs of her household

and does not eat the bread of idleness.
28 Her children arise and call her blessed;

her husband also, and he praises her:
29 "Many women do noble things,

but you surpass them all."
30 Charm is deceptive, and beauty is fleeting;

but a woman who fears the LORD is to be praised.
31 Give her the reward she has earned,

and let her works bring her praise at the city gate.

The week in review - and then some

Seen and heard around my way this past week.

I decided that it was time I had a heart to heart with Jordan about sex. She is 10 now, and I dont know, it just seemed right. Our conversation went something like this.

• Jordan, we need to have a conversation about sex.
• Um, OK mom.
• Don't do it.
  ...long pause...
• MOM, you are so weird.

Ok, there was a bit more to it, about what my thoughts were on premarital sex and diseases and what not. But then she got all confused and wanted to know how the act of getting married stopped you from getting diseases. I told her, one would hope that the husband would be disease free coming into the relationship, and the two of them would be faithful, and that *should* keep you disease free. Then she asked if that meant people who got cancer werent being faithful. I looked at her and told her to call Nana.

Monday I started cloth diapering the kids. Well ok Lana. I still need to get some other stuff so that I have the appropriate amount of diapers and covers so that I can cloth diaper everyone that is in diapers. I am cloth diapering because I refuse to pay L700 (approx $37USD) for a case of diapers that costs me $18 here. Plus we go through 3 cases or so a month. Sorry, not happening.

Finally KFC is opened again. Sometime early February it caught on fire. It isnt funny, but I had to laugh. Not even 6 months ago they basically tore the restaurant down to its frame and re-did the ENTIRE place. Then someone was outside smoking and caught the place on fire. I realized how much I miss leaving the house during the day and dealing with stupid people. And how much I enjoy it. And I am being serious. Being at home with 7 children 24/7, one just can't wait to go to work. Yes the adults I work with are petty and bicker just like my kids do. Yes they will argue over stupid stuff, and will talk about eachother behind their backs and it does remind me of high school. Wait, thats to good. It does remind me of middle school. And while my middle school years sucked, I enjoy watching adults act like spoiled brats. I also enjoy making fun of my co-workers (in my head) because I really dont understand how they made it to adulthood and still be so stupid. And even more so, how did they make it into management. A lady came by and bought some food and was charged $4.39. She paid with a $5 bill. She came back and for some reason wanted her money back, and the mgr told her that in order for him to return her $4.39 she would have to return the $.61 change that he gave her when she paid. Because otherwise his drawer would be short, and there was no way he was going to give her back extra money. The sad thing was, everyone else working in the store agreed with him. Only the lady and I understood that him giving her the $4.39 that her order cost would leave his money just fine.

Yesterday I almost was down to 6 children. Lana made a break for it, and made it out the house without anyone knowing. The sad (and scary) thing was, no one even noticed. Jordan came home from school and forgot to shut the front (heavy) door, and while everyone was elsewhere, Lana decided she was going to go right out the screen door. It wasn't until a couple of minutes later when a lady came and knocked on our door and asked us if we were short a child did we realize she was even gone. Man, thats a scary thought. And from the looks that Lana was giving the lady who carried her to the door, I am sure Lana was thinking, Man, thanks alot lady. I was almost free. Another 20 steps, I would would have escaped this place and would have been free from this crazy house.

Johan FINALLY had his PT apppointment me today. The one that wa ssupposed to be done 1 week after surgery. It took this long to get the insurance issue (the issue is that John Hopkins is stupid) taken care of, and getting him an appointment. So his 1 week appointment turned into an almost 4 weeks after the surgery appointment. When they took off his bandage, I was highly upset. At his 1 week check-up they took off his cast thing, and checked out his hand, and then the nurse re-wrapped it. I asked her why she wasn't putting the cotton stuff down like it was before, and she said that it was fine, the rolled gauze was soft, and the cotton roll wasn't needed. So today when we got to his PT appointment where they had to make him a special splint thing, I took off his ace bandage and was getting ready to unwrap the gauze when I saw his arm. The gauze had pressed into his arm and in many places had cut his arm. In a bunch of spots he had blisters from where his skin was pushed through the gauze. I took pictures and will be talking to the doctor on Tuesday when we go to have the pin taken out of his hand. Seriously, if he was in this cast for another week or two, the guaze would have been embedded into his little arm. There was already spots where it was under a scab. So if the scab had healed before we took off the cast, then it would have been embedded with out a doubt.

You see the yellowish line? That is the line of blisters

And just because it makes me laugh...

Johan dancing