There's nothing like getting woke up before 4 am, by a storm warning, followed by sirens. I got home late from work last night and both boys were in my bed. We had a tight fit last night but it was worth the cuddles. It was also easy to get them up and into the wash room.
We snuggled up for about 20 minutes while B stood at.the.freaking.window.looking.for.the.tornado. Does anyone else's husband do this?! We had a warning about a year ago and he was outside looking for it!!! WHY?!
look who I found at Walmart last night!
After the warning, the boys laid down for a few minutes then were up and moving. I've put them to work, helping with laundry and cleaning rooms. I'm currently sipping coffee and watching The Pioneer Woman's Thanksgiving Special. I'm so excited for turkey day. I got lucky and got 2 days off work, so we'll be heading to Houston to visit B's aunt and cousins.
Ryan is having a Thanksgiving feast tomorrow. I think this yummy little thing will be a hit!
I hope everyone had a great Halloween! I made it the entire month of October without eating any candy corn! Candy corn is my favorite, but I've been working on eating better and sadly candy corn didn't make the cut.
I'm laid up sick in bed right now. I'm so annoyed! I never get sick! I have a few new bath bombs from lush, Gonna pop one in the tub later and hopefully sweat this sickness out.
A few days before Halloween, my mom asked me to meet her for breakfast. As soon as I walked in, I saw a very special someone siting at the table with her!
I haven't seen her since we left California over 2 years ago. We always spend Halloween together but since were in separate states, obviously we haven't been able to. We had a great few days spending much needed time together.
The lost boys had a great Halloween. They got more candy than they know what to do with. I think I might make cookies with some of their M&M's this week.
The end of October, beginning of November is a rough week for me and my family. Were all a lot quieter. A lot nicer. More distant.
On October 31,2009, my Nana died.
This was the first death in the family that I was really involved in. I helped plan the funeral, I made phone calls. If you've ever had to do any of these things, you know how awful it is. It's soul sucking, heart crushing, panic attack awful.
November 1 is Papa's (her husbands) birthday. Everyone in my family dies on special days. It's just how they roll. From Christmas to siblings birthdays. They like to go out with a bang.
It wasn't surprising she wanted to celebrate Papa's birthday with him.
My favorite picture of them.
I always go overboard with Halloween. I have too. I buy too many pumpkins and bake too many sweets. I try and make the month as happy and festive as possible. Try and numb how awful I feel. Nana always made holidays so fun. Lots of home made crafts and goodies.
When Papa died, back in 2001. I knew it would hurt like hell. It still does. I was not prepared, for the pain of Nana's death. The loss that I have felt is mind boggling. There's not a day that goes by that I don't wish I could talk to her. Ask her questions or tell her about something amazing that happened.
I want to shout from the rooftops about her. I want the whole world to know who she was. I want the whole world to be loved, the way she loved me.
Nana was a force. Whatever she touched was made better and stronger. The best way to honor her, is to try and do the same.
Happy Thursday! I hope everyone is having an amazing week! Sorry for the short break, Jack had a minor surgery last week and I took some much needed time off to baby him. He's doing well and enjoyed the break from school.
I'm not sure when this happened, but his face has changed so much. He looks like such a boy. :(
I've had a rough week. Monday the lost boys were off. I'm thinking it was for Columbus Day. Oh no. It was for parent teacher conferences. Guess who forgot?
I totally dropped the ball. I didn't even fill out the sign up form.
And Jack has been late to school every day this week.
Ryan got sent to the office yesterday for misbehaving. He didn't do anything super bad, but it just makes me feel like a failure. I love his wild personality, but sometimes, it would be great if he could rein it in. I'm very thankful, he has 2 amazing teachers, that understand him and are soooooo patient.
This boy would live in the tub, if I let him.
I'm off today and going to do some much needed housework and work on an awesome post for later this week. Here's a preview.