Tuesday, January 24, 2012


Is it possible for a person to change?

Some people say it is, some say it isn't...

My 14 year old high school freshman seems to have changed (besides going through puberty). I witnessed it the other morning when he actually managed to rush.

I have been trying to get this kid to rush, to drop steps out of his routine for years! He is one of the most inflexible people I know. He has never managed to do it except for Monday morning.

My husband wakes me up at 6:28 am..."Is A up?"...Umm, I don't think so...

I went to wake him up. He took his normal long shower and then when he comes out he says..."If I just eat a Hot Pocket...I can make the bus."

24 minutes after jumping out of bed...he's out the door!

OMG!!! He made it!!!

I kept listening for the front door to open back up and him to yell up..."I missed it." But he never did.

I guess people can change!

Way to go!!!

Friday, January 6, 2012


Well, when I tried to make my mother in law something for Christmas, I discovered that the darn thing would not pull any fabric through at all. So I ended up using a type of fabric super glue. When speaking to my sister in law she said she had a problem like that once and it took forever to fix and that I was better off just getting a new machine since mine was about 50 years old (no exaggeration).


I am the proud owner of one of these now...

Brother Project Runway Computerized PC210PRW Limited Edition Sewing Machine
It's a  Brother Project Runway Computerized PC210PRW Limited Edition Sewing Machine!!!

I haven't worked on a new one since I was a kid. I'm so excited!

But before I can use it I need to clean this mess below up... (sorry for the weird change of font! I have no idea how to fix it).

And also reorganize everything and rearrange the tiny room.


I want to start sewing again!

Thursday, January 5, 2012


No. I am not the same math fanatic as my son. I wish!

I have been debating for about a year about writing this post but here it goes...

I feel like I have been living a parallel life to my family's since...well always.

I had my first kid when I was 30. I was diagnosed with Crohn's Disease when I was 29. So when my family started I was already sick.

"Sorry Sam...you really shouldn't go camping with us. You haven't been healthy lately."

Umm..."but I really want to go."

"Bad idea."

"S**t! But I really want to go!"

So I didn't go.

Remicade put me into remission when I was 37.

For instance, even when we are on vacation I can't do all that I want to do. I got left here...

when we went to Cleveland while the boys explored the rest of the gardens. I guess we always knew there was something else wrong with me. Hey, at least it was a beautiful place to be left behind.

Then, at 43 I get diagnosed with inflammatory arthritis (in every joint, and most ligaments and muscles in my body).  Really?


I also have debilitating headaches. I've had those since I was a teen. They are probably migraines and I have yet to find the medication to work for me. It sucks!

There are so many times when the boys go to do stuff, in the house and out, without me because I'm not feeling well. I'm missing my life..and theirs. Everyone assumes I'm not coming with them or doing with them. I feel stupid when I do feel good and want to go with or do and I have to ask my own family if I can join them. I know I can but they don't expect it, so I do feel like I do have to ask if I can participate in my own life.

I want to be a work at home mom for the kids. Not because my body can't always hack It. By "It", I mean life in general.

I'm putting all of my confidence in this new medicine...Cimzia. I really hope it takes care of both of my immune diseases.

I hope it gives me back my life...Please!