Archive for May, 2007

What IS it with dreams?

The dream starts out in a cafeteria, with a bunch of people I don’t know in real life, but I knew there. I had to leave the room for something (can’t recall what) and when I came back, all the people who WERE there had gone and there were different people in the seats. Returning to the seat I’d been in, I found the neighboring seat occupied by *B*, a male friend from my childhood. He looked like I remember him, though, and I have seen recent pictures and he does not look like that anymore! *I* was still *me* and I asked him if he was for real or if he was some sort of hologram (must be from seeing that stupid Wendy’s commercial too many times!) and he wouldn’t really answer, but when I reached out to test, I met solid flesh. He looked a little sheepish, but couldn’t say much. Someone in the background started poking fun at big people who had trouble getting out of their cars because of their fat.

… the scene changed to a waiting area… rather like a ‘train station’ or ‘bus station’ sort of place. There was a man there with a baby who was odd… every time the ‘authorities’ came through, he pretended to have been reading a New Testament (but it was always open to the inside front cover, and not to any words) and just acting strange. When he took the baby into the restroom to change its diaper, I collected my stuff and my baby (who was now with me) and started to leave.

… the scene changed again, and where the man had been was now a woman, smoking. I looked at her with disapproval as I continued to leave. She blew out smoke and spoke. “The orphans from Russia need help!” Her speech commanded the attention of everyone in the room. “I know, because we had 14 of them until last week, when we had to close for lack of funds. I don’t know what will happen to them. We need contributions!”
I stepped forward. “Will you put feet to your plea?” I asked. “Will you quit smoking and put that $3 every however often into your fund?”
She looked shocked, then thoughtful. “I just finished a cigarette, so I am inclined to say ‘yes’,” she spoke slowly, “but I don’t know if I’ll still feel that way later.” She stood. “I will be back when I can say that I am contributing in that way. Thank you!” And she left.

A dear friend of mine on “time” –

Today someone got really frustrated with me. They were telling me how frustrated they are with their lives, that there is so much to do and they are always so overwhelmed. Something HAD to break because they NEEDED to spend time doing pet projects and things that are important to them.

I started to say, “I know. My life is much the same, and I can really sympathize”, but I got out only the “I know. My life is much the same…” and I was interrupted.

“You *always* say how you are doing exactly what you love doing, so don’t give me that! I can’t talk to you right now.”

And they just left.

And I sat there and thought about it, and well, they were right. lol

But only half way right.

See, we are going to always do what we want to do. If we can’t do something, excepting rare situations, the reason we can’t do it is because we don’t *really* really want to do it.

I have this larger sized family to take care of and a husband who likes my attention. I’m going to have to work at it if I don’t want my husband to be miserable and my kids to grow up to be godless jerks and if I want to live in a place that isn’t filthy. So since I have to do it anyway…I’ve decided that I love what I do, and therefore because I love doing it, I *want* to do it.

Simple perspective issue.

If there is something that you have to do, you somehow have to make that thing something you want to do, and then it becomes like a hobby, a fun thing, your heart’s desire, your challenge, sometimes even your reason for living.

I am putting myself in your shoes. I don’t live there, you see, because Tim is a messy and quite disorganized, so he doesn’t ask much from me because he’s so thrilled with what I do since it seems to him that I accomplish the impossible every day. It’s true. I accomplish what to him seems impossible. lol

But anyway…putting myself in your shoes…

I guess I can probably say with some accuracy that Rob’s vision for your home and kids is not exactly the same as yours, or you would be doing it and probably doing it well…according to Rob’s vision.

So that means you don’t really like the daily doing of these things, like they are really fun to you. Is that right?

If you can make yourself really enjoy them, it will help you immensely.

If you can’t, then you could do what I would most likely do…impress the harsh taskmaster. lol

That would be my daily challenge for the rest of my life. To daily blow away my husband by what I accomplished.

Well, maybe not blow away. But not leave one single thing that he can see left undone.

A fun thing. Like Beat The Clock. Or Jeopardy. Or Spades.

Read books. Make charts. Read articles. Look at photos of lovely homes. Read about the lives of the women who can actually do this, and find out how. Read about women from the depression days or pioneer days and see how much they work all day long and still enjoy their families.

It’s possible, you know.

But it all comes down to the same old bottom line….you will always do the things you want to do.

by OreoSouza

This dear friend has such a way with words. This is something I’ve often thought, in abstract (the part about “having” time to do things one *wants* to do) but never thought it through to *making* things into things I *want* to do!

Weird dream

I dreamed we had adopted several children (I’m thinking it was a sibling group) and had taken them to my friends F&K’s house (but it wasn’t the one they live in, in real life) to visit. We had a nice visit! When we were getting ready to leave, F had a new thing that was supposed to make money transfer available so he did one for me (for $1) to test it out, but I wouldn’t know if it worked until we got home. As we were getting into the van, I looked down at the top of the head of one of the new children and saw a *patch* of bugs! Ewww! So I told K about it so she would know to check her children’s heads, and we left, with me mentally planning to treat her and check the other children when we got home. Ugh.

I’m glad THAT one isn’t based on reality! (for the bugs part! I wouldn’t mind the ‘more children’ part, I think)

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By Zak Gahagan

We are the homeschool kids who can’t do anything
We just stay at home and do our work
And if you ask us to do anything
We’ll just tell you
We can’t do anything.

Well, I can’t pass notes in math class
and I’ve never bought my school lunch
and I’ve never had my homework eaten by the family dog
and I’ve never had a hall pass
and I’ve never owned a locker
and I’ve never had detention after school.

We are the homeschool kids who can’t do anything
We just stay at home and do our work
And if you ask us to do anything
We’ll just tell you
We can’t do anything.

Well, I’ve never been suspended
and I’ve never missed the school bus
and I’ve never got a fat lip from the bully in the hall
and I’ve never seen the school nurse
and I’ve never slapped erasers
and I’ve never had detention after school.

We are the homeschool kids who can’t do anything
We just stay at home and do our work
And if you ask us to do anything
We’ll just tell you
We can’t do anything.

Well, I’ve never changed for P.E.
and I’ve never had a swirlie
and I’ve never had a teacher that I didn’t like at all
and I’ve never had supply lists
and I’ve never answered roll call
and I’ve never had detention after school.

We are the homeschool kids who can’t do anything
We just stay at home and do our work
And if you ask us to do anything
We’ll just tell you
We can’t do anything.

But we’ve often taken field trips
and we go to school in pjs
and we often do our work while sitting on our favorite couch
and we finish school by lunchtime
and we find our books on ebay
and we don’t have any homework after school!

Oh, eww.

JL woke us up this morning about 5am. He was a little feverish, so we got out the thermometer to take his temperature, and discovered…

pinworms. Eww.

So Robby went and got medicine for all of us and we took that this morning. Blah. But hopefully we won’t have to worry about them anymore. I think it’s good that JL is still in diapers because it would help contain the contamination.

5 Children & It (2004)

5 Children & It (a movie made in 2004 loosely based on the book by Edith Nesbit) was a bit of a disappointment. It did not follow the book at all (though it used a couple of the original elements) and was a completely different story than E. Nesbit’s original. If you liked the book, skip the movie. If you haven’t read the book, I highly recommend that you do!