I will keep him

My husband and I have been married for 20 years.   About 5 years into our marriage we had a rough time.  I told my husband that when the children turned 18 I would divorce him.  Our youngest son is 17 so if I was following what I said I would only have 1 year to go.  Well just last night it dawned on me that I'm not going anywhere.  It was around 11:30 p.m and we were crawling into bed.  It was a long day for both of us.  So he gave me the "yes I will find you in heaven" kiss.  And he said he was tired.  I was tired too.  So we got comfortable and dozed off holding hands.  As I was falling asleep I thought isn't this wonderful to be content just next to someone.  Knowing you have found the right one.  Of coarse it took a lot for my epiphany.  After going thru surgery and needing so much.  Watching him do everything I normally do without complaining.  Every sound I made he was there.  He has always done things for me.  From tires and gas to building rabbit hutches and giving the animals shots.  He brings me home dr pepper and chocolate every time I ask.  He takes me places when he would rather just stay home.  Anyway I think I will keep him.

traitor

So I come home to this.  My oldest son works at another Pizza joint. Is he a traitor or, I wonder if he just got tired of the same old sauce.

Eggs

At this time we have fourteen chickens and one rooster.  We bought the chickens from the family feed store in town in two batches.  It was around the second week in December.  We went to the store for rabbit pellets and heard peeping.  So of coarse I had to get some.  I asked my husband can I get twenty dollars worth.  He just sold our old chickens to the neighbor.  They stopped laying eggs and we had a freezer full of meat.  He said sure.  They were white leghorns and lay white eggs, supposedly they can lay three hundred eggs a year.  So we brought them home and popped them in the bath tub.  Then one night I went in to check on them and there were more.  I counted fourteen in total.  I called my husband and asked him about the extra chicks.  He said he stopped by the feed store for something and he just picked them up.  He only wanted six but their were two other yellow colored chicks.  He said he couldn't just leave them.  So now we have fourteen chickens.  They have just started to lay eggs.  This is very ironic because my husband has a picnic for his work at the beginning of May.  He is assigned deviled eggs.  We bring at least six dozen.  Do you think our little chickens layed eggs for that.  No they waited until two days after.  Anyway, we are getting about a dozen each day.  We even get two to three olive green eggs.  Those chicks that he couldn't leave behind are Easter Eggers.  They have feathers covering their ears and they lay olive green eggs.

T.V. watching

It just dawned on me that my Sugar dog watches T.V. when something catches her fancy.  I noticed this when watching Little House last week.  There was a bear attack and she watched and watched.  I have never seen a dog do this.  She will turn her head when she sees movement.  Interesting.  So tonight I was watching a show about penguins on Channel 8.  Sugar came and watched with me.

Mother's Day Gifts

My Mother's Day gifts from my children.  Roses and Little House on the Prairie First Season set.  Very nice.  

Mother's Day

Today is Mother's Day.  I am the mother of two growing boys. They couldn't be more different.

 My oldest is 19.  He has always struggled in everything he does.  Be it school or life in general.  Here lately he is very hard to be around.  Just like all children he only acts nice when he wants or needs something.  I have hoped he would grow out of this stage.  To this date he and his girlfriend live in my home.  He has a part time job at the local Pizza shop.  She is trying to Finish High School.  They are expecting a child around the end of September.  They do not get a long well.  We have asked him to move out.  He is confrontational and verbally abusive.  Unfortunately he is stubborn and I can only imagine how this situation will escalate.

My youngest is 17.  I believe he is mellowing out as he gets older.  He strives to do well in all he does.  Certain things come hard for him.  He is living in Maricopa with some friends while he attends the local High School.  Where he works extremely hard to keep his grades above passing.  He has a girlfriend who he adores.  They do well together.  The occasional bickering and little lover spat but that is to be expected.  He will be coming home for his Senior year.  I hope he can keep this relationship flowing in a positive direction thru the distance.  It is only a 45 minute drive.  But that is still time consuming.

My children do not get along at all.  They fight over everything.  Their fighting usually ends in blows.  Feelings get hurt, things get broken.  I also hope they will grow out of this.  When they were younger we went to counseling and I was assured that when they matured I would have no worries. That they would be the best of friends.  Of course nobody can say anything negative about either one or they are on them like bees to honey.

Here Goes Again

I'm going to start blogging again.  I hope I will not slack off again.  Life is moving a long.  I have not worked at my JOB since March 23rd.  After a long battle I had a hysterectomy and took FMLA.  I will be returning on Wednesday the 14th.  It took me awhile to get back to normal.  I did take it very easy.  Thank goodness for my family they took care of everything.  From cooking, to cleaning, to shopping, to feeding the animals.  All I did was sit around and sleep.  Doing puzzles and crocheting but not much else.

Tomorrow I plan on starting my new routine.  Last week I started doing little things.  Now it is time for a normal work schedule at home and at work.  I can't wait.   Well going back to work, not so much.  I missed things like baking and milking and vacuuming.  I guess I can do without the vacuuming, boys just can not sweep or vacuum correctly.  Milking and vacuuming are the two things the Dr. specifically told me I could not do.  Oh and lift anything over five pounds.  I did break that rule.  Memee my Chihuahua weighs about nine pounds and I carried her as I always do.  Maybe not the first two weeks I was home but surely the rest.

I will keep you posted on my new schedule when I work it out.  I am unable to post pictures because I forgot to transfer any.  The next time