Cooking Therapy

  My youngest... the one that looks like an angel but acts like a demon.... my 13 year old...... called me a B**ch yesterday.  What the hell!!!  When did I give my boys permission to grow up. And not just grow up but grow up and be disrespectful!!!  After taking care of the problem I was still seething, so I started cooking.  I have made a brisket, four different chicken dinners (BBQ, Lemon Pepper, Chicken Dumplings, and Orange Chicken, and a quiche.....I still don't feel better and I am just as pissed as before. But, on the good side I have dinner ready for the next week!!!

   But the real problem is I am still pissed.  How can I let this go?  He was so mad that he nearly hit me and for no reason what so ever!!  I got on to him for not doing his school work and told him that he had to go do it right then and there.  Sorry, but if you want to stay homeschooled you have to do the work I assign!  No if, ands, or buts!!

  Maybe I should call this writing therapy, cuz you know, I feel better getting it out.  Thanks!

Remodling and Rain

  I feel like I have been remodeling this house since the day we moved in.  I know it is almost 100 years old and anything that old needs more than just a new coat of paint, but really??  I mean, come on!!  When will it be FINISHED??  I did BEGIN painting the living room two days ago.  It is now a lovely shade of goldenrod.  I know you still see the BEGIN don't you.  There is a story to that, lol.

  I once painted my living room a beautiful shade of sea glass green....can you tell I am an artist? lol  Well now I am tired of that color and have decided to re paint the living room.  My relatively new couch is salsa red and my new curtains are salsa red, umber, cream, and goldenrod.  I decided to use the goldenrod as my main color of choice on the walls and a chocolate as the trim....big mistake.

  First of all I decided to forgo primer.  Yea, I know I should know better, but it was a beautiful day and I was in the mood to get the paint on the walls.   It took THREE coats!!!  But the walls are almost finished being painted.  I say almost because we have VERY tall ceilings and I HATE heights so Shane is going to have to get up there and paint the top of the walls for me....and we all know how quickly that will get done.  In his defense though he did help me even out my painting job.  That is a whole other story in itself and I digress. 

So, while Shane fixes my paint job I decide to start painting the trim. LOLOLOL, yea, right.   I don't know what these people were thinking when the last painted this house but whatever they used on their trim HATES us.  Literally!!  I know I should have known better but I just started slapping the BROWN paint on the trim.  First let me say that Brown and Yellow do look like the inside of a babies diaper. YEEWWWWW!!!!!!  Okay, so I hate the brown.  Not exactly the biggest problem here though.  The trim is resisting the paint!!  It just peals right off!  Now we have to take the trim off, scrape the paint off, and possibly use a plainer on it to get the trim primed and ready.  I have been through this and I really don't want to do it again. But I have to seeing as I hate the brown and now want to go to a cream color for the accent.

  So, where does the rain come in on this?  It has been raining for two days now and I cannot paint!!  And painting is not all I have left to do.  I still need to finish taping and mudding the upstairs bedrooms but cannot because of the rain!  Don't get me wrong, I love that it is raining.  My flowers love that it is raining.  My lawn loves that it is raining.  But my walls do not.  I am just thankful that my girlfriends from the Wenches Guild will not be here for another three plus weeks.  Maybe I can get it all done in time........

Hello World!! Start running, lol.

Finally I have stepped into the 21st century. You know the one where everyone and their grandmother has a blog about one thing or another. I have read quite a few and quietly asked myself why? Not "why did I read this?" because I know that answer....I am just slightly a voyeur. No, the question I ask myself is "why do these people put this stuff on the web?" And quite simply put; I believe it is because we are all exhibitionists too. Not exactly in the since that we usually see these words put, but in the way that we are just all so busy that we want everyone to know just how busy we are. Blogs seem to give us a sense of purpose. A way to say to the whole world. "Look what I did!!" We may be looking for praise, acceptance, avoidance, or just a shoulder to cry on....another who has done what we are doing and can say "yes my dear, you are normal."
For whatever reason, we blog. We tell complete strangers about our lives. We laugh, cry, think, and share in the joys, sorrows, and tribulations our fellow bloggers have. We search for those of like minds and like lives. We look for, and find, anonymous acceptance. So in this I must say, thank you. Thank you for reading, for commenting, for blogging, for just being here. I welcome you my new friend. Pull up a seat, grab a cup of tea or coffee and see what I have been up too.....