its going to be another busy week

have a lot going on this week..
need to get the boys in for haircuts before wed as lil ron has to cook on wed for class and he is not wanting to have to wear a hair net *rofl* but at least its stopping the sudden stand off on him getting a hair cut.. ooh not that my child loves having long hair but because he was to *busy* with friends to bother to get his hair cut the last time we were going soo i refused to take him .. i mean why make 2 trips we would have been in and out and yeah he refused so deal with the long hair thats annoying me as much as i know it is you *hahaha*
on wed i get to go pick up our rings finally :) i cant wait.. they have only been in the shop for a week but i feel oh so nekkid without them!
and on friday is wyatts first appointment with the counselor at the drs office.. fun fun fun! not sure if we will have the IEP retest stuff back from the school in time but im hoping we do.. im sure i can shove a quick meeting in there sometime this week before the appointment at the drs office .. i am curious though if they will see the same things that we see or not.. guess only time will tell. but my uneducated google'n way to much opinion is.. hes ADHD of course that is not an official diagnosis but everything i read on ADHD and what not points to a lot of the way that wyatt is.. but im trying to not get ahead of myself and taking the process one step at a time.. truth is hes an awesome kid just has a few issues we need to get looked into.. but i wouldnt trade him for the world .. love him oh so much!
owen finally got his stitches outta his butt and is healing up greatly .. woke up this morning when the bigger boys were getting ready for school (there went my option to sleep in a bit longer) but hes mr snuggle butt on the couch :) oh how i love our snuggle time.. before you know it, the snuggles and what not are gone.. so i cherish every second of them.
we got the isuzu pup truck home this weekend and avoided a broken arm *woohoo* apparently when off loading the pup truck from the car hauler something went wrong and i was woken up by lil ron saying *mommy i think i broke my arm* so i went to look at it and what not and we came to the conclusion that its just badly bruised .. soo at least there is no busted bones as of yet...
as for the pup truck, its getting on the road today! rons picking up the part we need (water pump) and going to have it installed and get all the registration stuff done, so that he can hopefully start taking it to work tomorrow.. needless to say the van is having a few issues (needs a break job and sounds like the passenger side bearings are going) soo it will get fixed over the week and than get its new plates and safty inspected..
im thinking by the end of the week, the bank accounts not going to be feeling any love thats for sure.. need to get ron to order that part for the heater too.. but at least in the end of the end.. everything will be fixed up, done and outta the way! which is a good thing.. but yesss a busy week indeed!

stitches for owen :(

today was a day i wish we could have skipped thats for sure! owen and i woke up like normal, me in time to get the bigger boys off to school and owen early enough to watch the buses which he loves to do..
than it was some snuggle time on the couch and plans for hours of mickey mouse playing for my mickey mouse lover.. funny how he has to keep it going in the room even when hes busy doing other things..
but anyway ..
yep life was a typical normal day for us.. wash was going etc etc etc.
and than it happened..
owen was walking around with the nerf sword and must have tripped or whatever.. but he fell..
butt first into the curio cabinet.. i was on the phone with ron when it happened and hung up quickly because owen was screaming bloody murder..
pulled his shirt off since it had glass pieces on it, and started to check him over.. back, head, butt.. oh hell! there was a piece of glass sticking out from his diaper.. omg.. my heart still sinks thinking about it.
so i pulled the glass out and omg it was huge! looked at his butt and saw where it went in at, grabbed the phone and called my mom. that phone call went something like this *mom we gotta take owen to the hospital now* she said *okay on my way* and hung up.. i hurried tossed on a pair of jeans and my shoes.. tossed a clean shirt on owen and grabbed my purse, mother got here as i was just grabbing my purse and off we went.
poor ron didnt even get a phone call back until we were headed down the road. called him and told him we were taking owen to the ER and explained what all happened.. he told me *im on my way, i will meet you at the hospital* so he left his semi with his driver manager that happened to be working with him yesterday, took the driver managers truck back to the warehouse and jumped in the van.
we got to the ER and everything there went pretty quickly.. surprisingly enough the longer we were there the more owen was acting like his normal self. he was a bit iffy about the x-ray when they took the first one.. but the second x-ray he didnt seem to mind to much. when we got back from the second x-ray ron was in the room waiting on us in the ER with mother.
thankfully the doc said he didnt see anything on the x-ray but he said that glass is hard to see on an x-ray so to keep an eye on it as it heals.
doc went ahead and had us pre-numb him up before he did the main numbing.. once he was pre-numbed the doc came in and did the main numbing on him and than cleaned out his boo boo best he could as well as looked around to see if he could see any glass which he didnt..
owen ended up with 2 stitches in his butt.. still breaks my heart that my bubba got a booboo that required stitches :(
we came home and i dunno who was more wore out and tired.. me or owen but none the less we both laid down and took a good nap together.. i knew he was tired and i just wanted to lay and snuggle with him.
my poor poor bubba :(
its been a crazy 2 days and im ready for the craziness to give me a break because lawd knows i need it.

wyatts IEP update

Originally i was told that this would all take place in 2 separate meetings, however it ended up being one meeting all rolled into one.
The last tier wise it was easy, i mean yes we all know that the interventions that was being done wasnt working, that was obvious at tier 3 however you have to jump threw all the hoops to get the help..
with that being said it was time that we do the re-evaluation for wyatt needing special education, for him to get the extra help he needs in math tagged onto the IEP he already has.
because wyatt hasnt been tested since he first entered into special education we are going to have him re-tested on 3 different areas again, educational, psychological, and this time we are adding to it behavioral which that one hes never been tested for before.
The reason we are tagging on behavioral is because there are certain things that we are starting to really worry about and things that even for us are tossing red flags into the air.
for one, no one can seem to keep wyatts attention for very long. its not so much really if your in a one on one setting, for example if im sitting at the table doing homework with him and dont leave the table at all, i can normally keep him on track. however if i get up for any reason and leave the table, i loose wyatt, than you have to sit back down and get him back on task and get his focus back on what he is supposed to be doing. they are having this same issues in school with him however they arent able to sit next to him all day, lets face it there are another aprox 19 students in his classroom.
we have also noticed a big flag that popped up for me and i think his teacher got it as well when i pointed it out. in reading when all of this started, wyatt was having major issues with what they call *sight words* these are a list of words that a child should know by just looking at them, example the word *the* however when they would work with wyatt on sight words (both his reading helper and his 1st grade teacher) he was never consistent with what he knew. on day 1 he might know a group of lets say 5 words, on day 3 (test day 2) he would know only 2 of that original group and say 4 others from the list, however on day 5 (test day 3) he would know say 1 of the group from day 1, 2 from the group on day 3 and maybe 2 more new words. it was never consistent in what he knew from his sight word list.
now we are starting to see the same issue with his math, on day 1 he might know the answers to problems 1-5 .. however on day 3 he only knows 2 problems on that first group and a few others and than on day 5 he knows maybe 1 of the first days group, 2 of the second days group and were back to adding in a few more to tag onto what he knows today.
as i told his IEP team it is in my opinion that this is NOT normal and something that deff. needs to be looked into more. which is why im going to ask his doctor to do their own testing as well as get him into an actual eye doctor for an eye exam (weve noticed him hanging on the TV vs sitting and watching from a distance). Our appointment for the drs is on the 21st and the IEP team told me they would try to have his stuff back before than from his new testing so i can carry it with me.
Along with this we did discuss some of the issues that we have at home with wyatt, and one lady i think said it best, *when he gets home he is just done* and you know thats exactly what it is. exactly how he acts.. that he is just done with the day.
i did have to get a giggle out of the ladies telling me the normal, wyatt has a story for everything or a way to relate things to a story that he can and will share, wyatt is a talker thats for sure! than add to that the cute'ness of him telling his teacher that he used a calculator for homework and he i guess got a problem wrong and he informed her that she must be wrong because calculators do not lie *lol* only my youngin.
so thats where we are for now, and we will go on from here .. once we get the testing results back from the school and once we get the ball running with the doctors office, we will know more.

are you scared?

I dont know what it is these days but for about.. oh geesh 3 months or so something has totally been creeping me out, like big time creeping me out. the best way to explain this i suppose is jumping into my childhood.
Mother had been dating *R* for about a year when she decided that they should move in together, *R* never seemed to be that bad of a guy for the most part. It was clear that our mor-mor (moms mom) didnt think very highly of him but other than some minor (on the grand scale of things in years to come) incidents, *R* was a pretty good guy .. after all he did *love* this woman and accepted that she had to kids (ah this is one of them times that you wish you had a crystal ball or at least had the abilities to take the wolf out of the sheeps clothing and expose his true colors). none the less mother thought he was *perfect* and so she decided to move herself and us girls in with him (wonder if looking back she sees that as a big mistake now)~
we were living in our first rental home that we lived in together as this *family* and well honestly its where my sister and i's really hell began in life ~ but thats another story for another day.
anyways.. i cant say that life was always horrible, grant it on the scales of life it was much worse than it was good but i cant delete out the *good* parts even though they were far and few in between. however im not sure what category to put this one under. funny i havent given it much thought in years, at least not until the last 3 months. and to be honest its kind of freaking me out.
we were living on clark street in Hammond and im not sure what possessed *R* to do it but mother says it was near halloween, i cant tell you what time of year it was, just that i remember it being cold out.
he sat us girls down and went into this huge long story about this man who escaped from a mental institution, from his crimes he committed, murders and such, and how he was this huge danger to society as a whole, down to the details of his clothing, hair, etc etc etc. i cant even remember all the details of the story.. but i will never forget that we were getting ready for bed that cold night when it all happened.
the place we rented was an upstairs apartment of a house, the main level of the home. the landlords had renovated the basement and lived there. there was this enclosed back porch and 2 back doors, one of which was on our apartment that led you into the enclosed back porch and one off of the back porch which lead you outside. we were in the kitchen area which had 2 rooms off of it, mother and *R*s room as well as the one bathroom.
anyways .. there we were in the kitchen when all of the sudden this person who *R* described in grave detail, popped up in the enclosed back porch beating on the back door leading into the apartment and trying to get in, my sister and i screaming, crying and just generally freaking out ran into the bathroom.. with no escape from there .. i think most would have ran out the door in the opposite direction of the crazy escapee but not us, we ran into a bathroom with no escape.
of course mother and *R* thought it was so hysterical .. because of course the man who was trying to break into our home was *R* himself in a mask.. but to us it was just so real.. maybe it was our age? i dunno but i still can feel the fear ~
now i hadnt thought about this at all until about 3 months ago.. now though, it haunts me daily..
only in the dark hours of the night or morning, when i go to let my clyde out to use the bathroom do i think about it. maybe it was triggered by the psycho looking (im guessing) homeless man we saw walking down the street shouting at mother car that triggered it, im not sure. but whatever it is or was.. its freaking me out and i cant find the answer yet.
I however freak out every time i have to let my clyde in or out of the house, that same fear that i felt as a child comes back.. i have to close the big door into the house, lock the screen door, and see as far as i can as well as i can before unlocking the door to let clyde in or out of the house, i always always expect to see a deranged looking lunatic beating on the back door..
quite honestly its totally freaking me out and i dont know what to do.. why now? why all these years later?
thankfully when ron is home and awake he handles letting clyde in and out of the house since we have talked about it, but of course thats not always possible.
is it a sign of something to come? a warning? is it my mind screwing with my head yet again? is it *R* haunting me possibly from the grave? okay maybe that ones a bit far fetched. but still.. is it?
ive looked, googled and searched for any sign of *R* but have found nothing.. maybe i will talk it over with my sister and see what she says.. maybe she has some indication or even is going threw the same thing? im not sure.. one thing i am sure of is its freaking the crap out of me.. day in and day out month after month and i wish to hell it would stop already!

Listia

well im a freebie lover and do pretty well for myself in the freebie world, at least i would like to think so *lol*
and im not talking the little shampoo samples because well them just annoy me, no my freebies that i love are like.. free skecher shape-ups (still waiting for them to come in the mail), free jockey key chain undies (okay nothing major to brag about but oh so cute), free $50 sandals from Key West Sandal Factory, free queen size sheet set, free shirts, free $200 Double D ranchwear jacket, free $200 to spend on hotels.com (love this one, i mean who dont want a free hotel stay?), free earrings, etc etc etc
yep these are the ones that i like to be amazed at and oh so happy to receive in the mail.
most of the time i get friends say *wow how do you do that* well you would be totally surprised at the companies that want to give this stuff away.. sometimes you have to be quick on the buttons but sometimes you dont, all depends on where your trying to get the good stuff at and what your needing to do.
just last night i won a pair of silver earrings and that was just from referring friends to a site .. once i had my 10, well than ALL 10 of us won a pair of earrings (easy huh?)
now i would lie if i said like 99% of these werent facebook related.. because in all honesty they are, but every so often we find one that dont require facebook..
hence Listia comes into play. I learned about it yesterday and its a free auction site that you just join up for, you join up you get $450 credits for free :) credits are their version of cash.. link it to your fb account and get another 50 credits, do a few other things and more credits.. see? easy :)
now lets say you want to bid on a pair of earrings with free shipping.. you bid 100 credits (of your free credits that you got for signing up) and walla, you win that auction.. congratulations :) free shipping, free credits means.. FREE item!
curious about Listia? check out the button to the right of my blog up top and you can check it out for yourself!

Monday

wow what a weekend!
we had all these plans for the weekend.. saturday we had planned to do our normal walmart which we tend to do late at night only to wake up to snow.. yes SNOW again! argh i so am tired of the cold and the snow! and sense when do we have lots of snow on the coast? hello .. this is not normal *lol*
it started sometime around 10:30am and just wouldnt go away *lol* after it finally decided to stop snowing we had between 5 and 6 inches in our backyard. this meant that heading to wash rons Budweiser truck was out, at least for saturday. which was our other plan and thing we needed to get done this weekend.
so saturday was spent for the most part just us hanging out in the house watching the white crap fall from the sky. the roads were a mess big time. ron did venture out to the store up the road and said he couldnt see where the road started and the road ended. thankfully he took it slow and only slid once along the way.
Sunday we got up and hoped for the best because we knew we had to venture out. so we took our time and got ready before leaving.
the roads werent so bad, at least not the main roads but the back roads were ugly still. thankfully the only back roads we had to go on were in our own neighborhood.
we headed up towards new bern and not even 15 minutes from the house we had pretty much completely driven out of the snow! how crazy is that?
i mean not even one little bit on the side of the road even, it was just *clear* and all the snow was just .. no where to be seen. apparently the only ones slammed by the snow itself were us here on the coast itself.
we got to new bern, headed to the walmart and got the stuff to clean the truck etc. and than headed over to wash the truck itself.
OMG i cant tell you how much of a disgusting PIG the last driver of this truck was. Rons only had it for about a week now and hasnt been able to get it cleaned up which is why we decided we would do it on the weekend. but OMG it was so so nasty. i swear we should have taken before and after pictures.. trash, food all over the floor, etc it was seriously just *gross*
rons gonna keep on working on it little by little threw out the week but from how it looked before to how it looks now, it looks to be at least 90% better than it did before which is really good.
after we got home, we decided to call on a rental that i found in the paper. im not trying to get my hopes up. while the location is good (correct school district) and while the price is great for our area, etc.. im really on the fence over it because i know if i get my hopes up to high, it wont work out in the end. considering that we are still waiting on one W2 in order to have the first month and deposits and our other option is to use rons check that comes on the 4th, its just really really pushing things. the one good part is the current renter is in it until the 1st so that gives us a bit of time.. now if only that last W2 would pop up online so i could get taxes filed we would be good to go. grant it im not expecting much from taxes this year so it would eat up a good portion of it, but at least its a home of our own and outta here *woohoo*
ah well one day at a time. were supposed to do a drive by tonight so i guess we will see what we see, heres to hoping its not a trashy place *lol*

mean girls

there i said it *mean girls* but its the truth thats all they are.. plain and simple *mean girls*
how do i come to that conclusion well for one second put yourself in someone elses shoes, your early on into your first pregnancy and these *mean girls* decide as you are trying to figure out whats going on with your body to seek the help from other girls to find out what they think it could be.. so you ask questions and they decide to start calling you a very rude and immature nickname because of this and three yes THREE years later they are still doing it.
this same girl goes on and months later has marital problems. she is newly married and just dont know what to do .. so she again reaches out for support and opinions on what to do..
and the result are again mean girls who tell her that she is dumb for not loosing her new husband.
now you tell me one person who is married to her husband a man she married because she loves him and wants to grow old with him that will just up and walk out .. ignoring his pleas, his apologies, his promises (empty or not) and just give up and say *fuck you im done*
no one that i know of drops the ball that quick, what makes a marriage is hard work and while everyone has their limits of what they will take, you always try your hardest first without just *giving up*
years later when the marriage unfortunately falls apart, you have this tossed in your face and these same mean girls attacking you at one of the lowest times in your life.

do they not have an ounce of compassion? understanding? feelings? what about a simple heart? that would help wouldnt it?

a YEAR after the final blow up occurs and people part ways, it is still brought up. did this girl leave that much of a lasting impression?
when i decided to walk out of the situation completely.. take my bow and walk away from the cliques, the drama and most of all the mean girls.. i knew i would be their next target.. its a trend, a habit of theirs .. and so i took care of what i needed to.. deleted, blocked, walked away etc..

and yet still this year later, names are trashed.. tongues thrash the rude comments, the names are called..

i did not ever ask for an apology .. neither did my friend .. i did not seek anyone out .. neither did my friend, my friend however was sought out.. and while i will say it *i think an apology should come from the heart not from reading a book* my friend is more forgiving i suppose than i am.
but i have no room in my life for drama and bullshit and i know the cliques and the mean girls only bring that.
and as much as i would love to say what sounds like a bunch of mean kids picking on one that they see as *weaker* even if this person has more heart, more soul, more strength than all of them combined.. they attack because they see this person as weak because she isnt backed up by the clique... i would love to say these are mere children ..
but than i think about my own kids and i wonder.. at what age would i expect my child to act like that and the answer is never.. never in a million years would i allow my child to think that they are better than anyone else, more deserving of anything than anyone else..
in life we are all equal.. we bleed the same color blood, we all feel pain, hurt, joy, laughter etc..

but sadly these mean girls are adults, yes ADULTS .. women .. women who have children, women who all came together seeking the same exact thing, a place where they could chat, meet new people, find understanding, compassion, build friendships, etc

my hope for them is they never face walking in the same shoes as the girl who they have torn down time and time again. the girl who as much as THREE YEARS later they still feel the need to hurt.

i wish they could answer me one question.. *what joys do you feel by doing the things you do to people? does this make you feel like a bigger better person? honestly does it? to hurt someone, to tear them down, to kick them when their life is falling apart around them? what joy does this bring you?*

thankfully my friend is a survivor, her life is full .. she has jumped every hurdle tossed in front of her and while her roller coaster is far from over she takes each day as they come.