August was spent in Troy, TN. Really only had 48 hours notice before having to be there. One week visiting my mom in Lake Livingston and then to Brookshire for most of September. Even though we are just on the west side of Houston it seems a world away from Baytown.
I don't know what my problem is, but I'm coming up with a game plan to transform my outlook. Spending money isn't fixing me and will cause more problems in the long run. So let's see what the next couple of days brings.
Monday, September 26, 2011
Thursday, July 28, 2011
Wow! Lots and Lots!
So much has happened in the last month! Zeb walking. He started on July 3rd which is also Shannda's birthday. Got a new RV On June 27th. Got job in Baton Rouge. Been here for a month already. Had to have my brother Michael drive my car to BR from Baytown and then we left for family vacation in New Braunsfels on July 18th. That was a hell of a drive with my almost one year old. Would have been miserable by myself. Left the whole fam damily in the hill country the next Friday. I had gotten Shannda and Karli in Kerrville Thursday and they drove back to LA with me. So far they have been here a week and it has rained the entire time.
Got a big scare yesterday. Clay had gotten word that we would have to get ready to be in L.A. by this next Wednesday. Los Angelas not Louisianna. I am so unprepared and spent all day yesterday running around like a headless chicken. Found out that evening the job was a no-go, but it was a big wake-up call for me. That is one of my "job duties". To have everything ready to go in 48 hours or less. I caught a break and am trying to do get to the place I need to be. Job prospects are plenty right now. Especially the dry spell we experienced the first half of the year. Have no idea where we'll be next week, but that's half the fun. Punky-punky will be one this Sunday. I for one will be celebrating.
Got a big scare yesterday. Clay had gotten word that we would have to get ready to be in L.A. by this next Wednesday. Los Angelas not Louisianna. I am so unprepared and spent all day yesterday running around like a headless chicken. Found out that evening the job was a no-go, but it was a big wake-up call for me. That is one of my "job duties". To have everything ready to go in 48 hours or less. I caught a break and am trying to do get to the place I need to be. Job prospects are plenty right now. Especially the dry spell we experienced the first half of the year. Have no idea where we'll be next week, but that's half the fun. Punky-punky will be one this Sunday. I for one will be celebrating.
Wednesday, June 8, 2011
Time Flies!
We've been at Aunt Sherren's for almost two months now. Clay has been working on a second story addition while we've been waiting to hear about a job.The PA job has been postponed til' mid July or so. We've been hearin about jobs in Chicago, Baton Rouge, and South Texas, but so far no firm offeers. Starting to get bored with the same old scenery and the stress that comes with living with relatives.
Looking at ideas for Zebapalooza 1! Can't believe it's been almost a year! Life is good! Looking forward to the next chapter....
Looking at ideas for Zebapalooza 1! Can't believe it's been almost a year! Life is good! Looking forward to the next chapter....
Monday, April 4, 2011
Perfect Weekend
We were in Katy all last week for Clay's CPI course. We headed out Saturday and headed back to Beach City. Hopefully we will hear about a job soon.
Ryder has his first birthday Saturday at Tom Bass Park in Pearland. It is a beautiful park. Uncle Tommy was there as well as Jason's parents. Aunt Sherren, Aunt Cindy, Shannda, and Lucas made it too. We had a really good time and followed Lacy back to their new house and enjoyed visiting some more and beer and pizza. Sunday we had breakfast at Whataburger and then came home for a nap. Cindy and the girls came by to visit and then we went to Grammy and Pop-Pop's for some Chicken spaghetti. We really couldn't ask for a better weekend. LIFE IS GOOD!
I'm really trying to get into the habit of posting everyday even if it's really short and insignificant. We'll see how it goes.
Ryder has his first birthday Saturday at Tom Bass Park in Pearland. It is a beautiful park. Uncle Tommy was there as well as Jason's parents. Aunt Sherren, Aunt Cindy, Shannda, and Lucas made it too. We had a really good time and followed Lacy back to their new house and enjoyed visiting some more and beer and pizza. Sunday we had breakfast at Whataburger and then came home for a nap. Cindy and the girls came by to visit and then we went to Grammy and Pop-Pop's for some Chicken spaghetti. We really couldn't ask for a better weekend. LIFE IS GOOD!
I'm really trying to get into the habit of posting everyday even if it's really short and insignificant. We'll see how it goes.
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
Lake Livingston
Lake Livingston is a great place for people from the Houston area to go. In RV speak it's a great "one tank trip". With gas approaching $3.50 a gallon it's probably gonna be pretty popular this summer. My favorite part is that my mama is here. She is so good with Zeb and she's such a great cook. Zeb loves her food as much as me. Clay is a more than willing taste tester. Zeb has slept pretty much all night since he was a couple of weeks old. I would wake him up to eat. Since the beginning of February he has been getting up a couple of times a night to eat. This has just absolutely drained me. Now that he is eating solid food he seems to sleep much sounder and longer. I guess that makes up for three or four dirty diapers a day instead of one every three or four days.
I honesty don't know if anyone else reads this but if they do I just want them to know that I realize baby poops and such are not fodder for polite conversation, but I'm blogging more to have something to look back on and remember Zeb's childhood. Every parent I have talked to has regrets about not keeping journals, taking enough pictures or videos. I really don't want those regrets. I want to remember and share it with Zeb when he's ready. Since he is most likely my only child I've only got one shot. Anyone who knows me knows that I never wanted children. There was good reason to believe that medically I would not be able to have any. It truly is a miracle that he is here at all. He amazes me everyday and I am a better and more complete person and woman. I am so blessed. LIFE IS GOOD.
I honesty don't know if anyone else reads this but if they do I just want them to know that I realize baby poops and such are not fodder for polite conversation, but I'm blogging more to have something to look back on and remember Zeb's childhood. Every parent I have talked to has regrets about not keeping journals, taking enough pictures or videos. I really don't want those regrets. I want to remember and share it with Zeb when he's ready. Since he is most likely my only child I've only got one shot. Anyone who knows me knows that I never wanted children. There was good reason to believe that medically I would not be able to have any. It truly is a miracle that he is here at all. He amazes me everyday and I am a better and more complete person and woman. I am so blessed. LIFE IS GOOD.
Monday, March 7, 2011
Wednesday March the 2nd
It is amazing how much babies change. Zeb sat up on his behind from being on his belly. At seven months this is not amazing, but he had only been sitting up with no support for about a week. I thought there would be more of a lag in between these milestones. He also pulled himself up to standing from sitting using the bars from his crib and said "hi" and "moo". All in one day!!! I think he was showing off for his grandmother.
My mom came over in the morning and Clay and I went to town for supplies. It was nice having a little time to ourselves. While we were gone my mother fed him graham crackers, applesauce, ritz crackers and cheetos. This may not sound like a big deal but up until then he had just had mashed potatoes, beans, carrots and spaghetti. He didn't have any kind of allergic reaction so I guess it's all right. Anything goes with grandmother. Now I just mash up whatever I'm eating. Zeb's new diet also resulted in another milestone. His first solid poop on the 3rd!!
I don't know if his development lagged because we never put him down enough or what, but he's just growing and changing so fast now. Two months ago he just sat there and made cooing sounds and did the occasional roll-over. Now he can move from one side of his crib to the other without ever crawling.He does a lot of falling creatively. On Grammy's birthday I was able to catch him on the camcorder crawling for the first time. He had crawled backward and forward about a foot six weeks ago or so, but hadn't done it again. I guess that time was a fluke, but I got all excited and called everyone to tell them and nothing since then. I've learned he's good at making a liar out of me. He still only says da-da consistently and has been doing that since Clay's birthday. He'll accidentally say mama, but doesn't seem to connect it to me. Clay will walk in the door or laugh and he'll just "da-da-da-da" and look right at him or say it and look around for Clay. I'll admit I'm kind of jealous but apparently I'll hear mama enough in the coming years I'll be sick of it, but I still look forward to that first time. Life is good can't wait to see what tomorrow brings.
My mom came over in the morning and Clay and I went to town for supplies. It was nice having a little time to ourselves. While we were gone my mother fed him graham crackers, applesauce, ritz crackers and cheetos. This may not sound like a big deal but up until then he had just had mashed potatoes, beans, carrots and spaghetti. He didn't have any kind of allergic reaction so I guess it's all right. Anything goes with grandmother. Now I just mash up whatever I'm eating. Zeb's new diet also resulted in another milestone. His first solid poop on the 3rd!!
I don't know if his development lagged because we never put him down enough or what, but he's just growing and changing so fast now. Two months ago he just sat there and made cooing sounds and did the occasional roll-over. Now he can move from one side of his crib to the other without ever crawling.He does a lot of falling creatively. On Grammy's birthday I was able to catch him on the camcorder crawling for the first time. He had crawled backward and forward about a foot six weeks ago or so, but hadn't done it again. I guess that time was a fluke, but I got all excited and called everyone to tell them and nothing since then. I've learned he's good at making a liar out of me. He still only says da-da consistently and has been doing that since Clay's birthday. He'll accidentally say mama, but doesn't seem to connect it to me. Clay will walk in the door or laugh and he'll just "da-da-da-da" and look right at him or say it and look around for Clay. I'll admit I'm kind of jealous but apparently I'll hear mama enough in the coming years I'll be sick of it, but I still look forward to that first time. Life is good can't wait to see what tomorrow brings.
Moving
One word: SUCKS!!
When we got home Friday evening we were exhausted. We knew we had a lot of work ahead of us so we pretty much just crashed. It was nice sleeping on a king-size bed. You wouldn't thing six inches would make a big difference, but size really does matter.
The task in front of us was overwhelming. Thankfully my wonderful friends Ronnie and Jenny pitched in. We also got some much needed muscle from Bill, Damian, and Steven. I am deeply indebted to all. Zeb was super fussy with all the chaos and that rendered me rather useless.
Clay and I decided we had become too accustomed to supervisory roles and that doesn't get the job done.
It is amazing how much crap people can accumulate in four years. I quickly realized that fitting a 3800 sq. ft. space into a 30' RV is tricky. I decided to make it therapuetic instead of tragic. The really important things aren't things at all and I had been surrounded by my most precious possessions all along. Kind of Dorothy-ish but true. Tuesday the first we got the hell out of there and headed toward Lake Livingston and my mom.
When we got home Friday evening we were exhausted. We knew we had a lot of work ahead of us so we pretty much just crashed. It was nice sleeping on a king-size bed. You wouldn't thing six inches would make a big difference, but size really does matter.
The task in front of us was overwhelming. Thankfully my wonderful friends Ronnie and Jenny pitched in. We also got some much needed muscle from Bill, Damian, and Steven. I am deeply indebted to all. Zeb was super fussy with all the chaos and that rendered me rather useless.
Clay and I decided we had become too accustomed to supervisory roles and that doesn't get the job done.
It is amazing how much crap people can accumulate in four years. I quickly realized that fitting a 3800 sq. ft. space into a 30' RV is tricky. I decided to make it therapuetic instead of tragic. The really important things aren't things at all and I had been surrounded by my most precious possessions all along. Kind of Dorothy-ish but true. Tuesday the first we got the hell out of there and headed toward Lake Livingston and my mom.
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