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Peach State says: Needed…Before I Explode!

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Okay, so maybe I do not need a trip to the beach…. “That would be nice!”
I just need to figure out what, in the world, I am doing wrong! How can I be this big of a failure! Hot-Cold, Yes-No, Snow-Rain…I do know the difference!. “Let me explain!”
Why is it that when the weather radar shows rain and there is a definite presence of rain falling from the sky that it is not raining. “Confused?” [Short Version] The wiser-than-I-could-ever-hope-to-be-13-year-old was told several times that it would be raining later in the morning and yet chose to wait until the droplets began to fall to begin a chore. With a grand “how dumb are you look” he starred at me and said…”It’s not raining!” I could care less if he plays in the rain but do not stand there and give me that ” go suck an egg look” which resembles the previous “how dumb are you look”.

Soaked and with clothes weighed down he comes in and announces that he is finally done. He marched upstairs and took a 40 minute shower. I look out the back window and “nope…not done!”

I have no clue how to deal with a combative and disrespecting genius.
“After all…my other sons have told me asked for my help and guidance and complimented my abilities!”
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This mystery will never be solved…
“Maybe I would better off counting how many licks it takes to get to the center of a Tootsie Roll Pop!”

With so many human emotions bouncing back and forth in my heart and life it is a good thing I can still smile! ( as I hold a cup of coffee!)

“May your cup runneth over with joy, love and laughter oh, and really fabulous coffee!”

Peach State

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Peach State says: Another Day Out of School!

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The teachers win…Another Day Out of School!
The tumbling temperatures swooped in…Finally! The percentage of snow accumulation decreased as the evening progressed until the threat was less than visible. By less than visible I mean the flurries I have previously called “Georgia spit” So, with all of this wintry weather tumbling into my area of the state, I will just plan on staying home and doing what I normally would do! “Well maybe!” I do have my oversized cozy socks on and the radio is on and…two books craving for some attention! Stephen King or Brian Kilmeade…oh the decisions I have to make! “What’s a girl to do?”

“Make more espresso of course!”

As I paused to brew my multiple shots of espresso I also found time to wash the dishes after cleaning out the fridge.
Wash dish…push buttons…repeat! I love pushing buttons as long as espresso shots are the result!

“OOO…The “Georgia Spit” is sticking!”

A better description of “Georgia Spit” would be a garden gnome, with a minor case of dandruff, standing up on the roof scratching his head! “Does that help you understand the amount of snow in the flurries?” (Insert a side-splitting chuckle)

My youngest has gotten up and eaten his breakfast! He is laughing at his hand-held game as his head bobs up in down, like a dog on the dashboard, to the song on the radio! He was asked to take the garbage out, before the garbage truck came by, and assisted in cleaning out the fridge located in the garage. He seemed excited at the possibility of snow…then he announced: “Oh, but you have never seen snow…have you?” Goody, goody! He has been up less than five minutes and already his snobbish brilliance has surfaced! “It is going to be a long day!” It would be different if he were witty but he does not have a witty bone in his body. In the midst of his snobbish brilliance the other evening he told me I had no idea how much pizza cost in 1984. I asked him how he knew…his reply “Are you that stupid that you don’t know when you were alive?” I shook my head and chuckled. “I was alive and your oldest brother was born in 1989!…and it is not respectful to call your parent stupid!” He just shook his head and said “Whatever!” I smiled and said “Goodnight!” Needless to say when hubby got home 15 minutes later he took a few moments and had a math lesson. “He must be a “Math Savant” due to his exceptional abilities in math at school and lack of understandings for the basics.

Okay…well enough of the dreary! Things to do and people to see…in my books!

“May your cup runneth over with joy, love and laughter oh, and really fabulous coffee!”

Peach State

Peach State says: OMG! I Cannot Believe It!

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Man oh Man do I miss the toddler years! “Well not really!” I do have the steady and daily reminders from my oh-so-know-it-all-I-am-always-right-can’t-do-anything-wrong-you-can’t-tell-me-what-to-do 13 year old! “I am sooo honored!” Or maybe I should say…”Bless his heart!”

OMG!…I Cannot Believe It!

Let me give you a peek of the past 20-30 minutes.
He stormed out of his room this morning with a huff and a quick slam of his door. His huffed some more when he was asked, by my hubby, to take the dog downstairs for me. He groaned about having cold cereal and having to take his morning meds…the same ones he has been taking for the past 6+ years. His talked under his breath about having to sit in the dark. “I’m sorry…the lights were on in the kitchen and there was plenty of light to eat his cereal.” He tried to sneak something into his lunchbox and I quietly put it back into the fridge. He then took the same item again and put it into the lunchbox. Caught again he told me…”You can’t tell me what I can pack for my lunch!” Oh boy was my tongue fighting to stay inside my mouth!!! He then made himself the most pitiful PBJ sandwich I have ever seen ignoring the still unopened container of lunch-meat and cheese he asked me to buy for him. Once finished making the sandwich he took the knife and spoon he used to make the sandwich and rinsed them under the water using his hands to wipe off the leftover Peanut-butter and jelly and dropped them into the dishwasher followed by drying his hands on the side of his pants. He then threw his sandwich into his lunchbox and gathered his stuff for school and announced…”I’m leaving!” He proceeded to storm out the front door wearing a heavy leather jacket. “It’s 64 degrees outside and the high will be 71 degrees later today!”

My heart is still racing from the “You can’t tell me what to do…” statement. Why is it that this young teen cannot see the bigger picture? Why can he not understand the simplest of instructions? There are reasons we do things the way we do in this family and the last time I looked I did not have any proverbial “wool over my eyes”!

We don’t talk back to our parents disrespectfully!
Whining is not an acceptable form of communication!
Ignoring the household/family rules gets you no where!
Helping gets you treats!
Doing your chores without being asked is the best policy!
To earn added responsibility you must be trusted to follow directions!
The directions are simple and meant to keep you safe!
Wanting to play at a friend’s house does not trump Mom/Dad’s planned activity!

There are so many similarities between this young teen and a toddler. Things that occur on a daily basis are the same things I taught the boys not to do when they were little. “Maybe he was not taught, as a toddler, not to wipe his dirty-peanut-butter-and-jelly-covered-fingers-on-his-pants-while-using-a-tone-to-communicate-disrespectfully.” No Lie!…I had to teach him how to wash his hands and brush his teeth when he first arrived at our home! And yet, six years later, he still has to be prompted to wash his hands thoroughly and reminded to brush his teeth and shower!

Don’t start shaking you head wondering why I don’t realize that this is normal for a teenaged boy. Some of this is normal and I do understand this having raised three 20+ year olds already. But even they will tell you these rules are important and that by following these rules you are able to do more activities INDEPENDENTLY! My three older boys have each tried telling our 13 year old how to function and how to keep mom/dad happy. After all…the boys could be left at home, by themselves, and this 13 year old…no way would I leave him home alone!

I need more coffee! Maybe that will cheer me up a bit and help me calm down! (Redundancy Alert! Coffee/Calm down…LOL!)
One more thing…all of the events this morning took place while I was in the kitchen…doing my daily clean, preparing the commuter mug for my hubby, cleaning out the dishwasher (one of his chores) and giving Precious Princess her medicine!

Thank you for letting me vent. You were such a big help!

“May your cup runneth over with joy, love and laughter oh, and really fabulous coffee!”

Peach State

Peach State says: Helping Seniors…In More Ways Than One!

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The welcoming hugs and sincere compliments come from a dynamic group of Seniors at my church. They are, by far, the most personality filled group I have ever known! My Minister of Music has several of us to lend a vocal hand to this group when they sing and today my “Mutual Cat Loving Friend” and I will be that vocal hand. The Seniors are taking a short trip to a local Nursing Home to usher in a bit of Holiday Cheer!

Helping Seniors…In More Ways Than One!

I am not a stranger to being in a nursing home…much less singing in them. I, as a small child, would visit my great-grandparents and sing for them. When my grandmothers were placed in nursing homes I went to visit and became aware of the overwhelming sadness surrounding this type of living. “Maybe this is why I now sing with my “Mutual Cat Loving Friend” every third Sunday at a facility of semi-shut-ins. The expressions tell the many stories…the bright and twinkling eyes….the shaky out reaching hands…the low hanging head…the attending nurse standing quietly next to a special case… “My heart-strings are tugged!”

The Seniors at my church have a tight-knit group…and support each other daily. What an incredible example they give to us as they minister to those in the nursing homes. My parents taught us to respect and love these valuable members of the church. My parents would always tell us “You will never understand what a simple touch or word can do until you are older…” I love to give hugs and take time to speak to them…even more so today! There is one sweet spirit that, though she is three years older than my dad, seems fragile and weak! She has a spunky personality and lights up a room when she walks in. She has the most beautiful and clear soprano voice and was asked to sing a solo last year at one of the nursing homes. The timid voice began to shake and I moved behind her and rested my hand on her shoulder. When she finished I leaned up and told her how beautiful her song was…she just grabbed me and said “I thought an angel was standing behind me to give me strength…it was you!” Needless to say we have a special connection!

Oh the many life lessons they have already taught me and there are many things I still have to learn. I have tried to instill this same respect and love, for this special group, in my own children and have been thrilled to see the results. My 3 sons all appreciate and help Seniors…we are still working with the youngest. He is learning from a professional though…my 20 year old has taken him under his wing and shown him how to relate and respect this valuable resource called Seniors. (Don’t tell him I have seen him do this…it would ruin his coolness!)

It is almost time for me to start getting ready to leave. Would you do me a favor today? If you see a Senior…speak to them! Offer a hand or just a moment to listen! They will love it and you will not forget it!

“May your cup runneth over with joy, love and laughter oh, and really fabulous coffee!”

Peach State

Peach State says: Limitation’s Painful Reminders!

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I have to admit I don’t kiss my oh-so-highly-independent-easily-embarrassed-by-parental-PDA’s 20 year old in public and have not since 4th or 5th grade. But I do enjoy the occasional poke or pat in front of his friends! It is highly recommended as a competitive sport among parents.

With this in mind…Last night was the Upwards Basketball Awards Night and both of my youngest were involved. My 20 year old was a coach/referee and the 13 year old a player. Here are just a few examples of…

Limitation’s Painful Reminders!

[20 year old]
The shaking head,
The rolling eyes,
The “I can’t believe you just did that” look,
“Please stop!”
“And my not-so-favorite…” The imitation of an older person using a walker!

[13 year old]
Blank stare,
Cold stare,
Unexplained deafness… Well, pretty much the way he usually acts in public!

Sadly the Painful Reminders from my 20 year old came before the program even started. Let me paint a picture for you.

We were one of the first to arrive, as usual, and entered the building as loud-arena-motivating-sporting-event music filled our ears. My dear friend was up in the sound booth testing out different songs for the evenings proceedings. Unfortunately, according to my 20 year old, I can not “Move It, Move it” anymore due to my age and lack of coolness! “Do you see what is happening?” So being the mom that I am…I simply removed myself to a location filled with those who are in my age group and who enjoy “Moving It, Moving It!” (Insert parental chuckle!) Close your eyes for a moment and think about the “Tacky Parent Dance!” Are you laughing yet? “We were!” Once I was with this exclusive group my inner “Dancing Queen” emerged. Well not really but I do love a good beat you can move to! Who doesn’t? My 20 year old just walked out the main doors shaking his head as his gave me that look…”Please Stop! I can’t believe you just did that!”

The next set of events prompted the rolling of eyes and shaking of head….My two dear friends, in the sound booth, have two small girls and….Yep! I picked them up and carried them around and played with them a little too much! Not only did the “old-timer using a walker” routine surface during this time but when I got home and realized the beginning pain associated with lifting and bending with the 2 very young-diaper-wearing-potty-training-sticky-Dorito-coated-fingered girls. “I understand that due to certain physical issues I have I am limited and often am faced with the oh so Painful Reminders!

All in all a good time was had. Games and highlights…drawing if tickets for prizes…and recognition! I don’t want to leave out my youngest and his smirks…I let him roam with the guys and hang. Several times our eyes connected and what a frown I got. “What?…I didn’t do anything!” I guess I was in his business! I am such an awful mom to be interested in what my youngest child is doing when he is not in close proximity in a crowd. If he was a girl I probably would have gotten the “Talk to the hand” attitude. I just had to chuckle inside at my totally-irritating-always-thinking-he’s-right-irresponsible 13 year old! “Has he got a few lessons to learn!”

So this morning, as I type away in my short window of time, I feel a stiffness in my shoulders and neck area not to mention the darn left hip. I carried “Precious Princess” down the stairs before the butt-crack-of-dawn this morning due to her waiting for me at the bedroom door as my alarm sounded this morning. I am in dire need of a lovely Calgon-take-me-away pill but alas, I have places to go and people to see. “Maybe later….hehe!” It is time to wrestle the herd from their beds…our first appointment is at 10 and breakfast is served.

“May your cup runneth over with joy, love and laughter oh, and really fabulous coffee!”

Peach State

Peach State says: 2 Down & 2 To Go!

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The countdown continues it’s active spiral.

2 Down & 2 To Go!…

The surprise news came three nights ago when my 23 year old announced he would be moving to a new city…2 hours away! He has a job interview, Monday, for a position that might hold him over, financially, until he finds a computer-geek-video-tech job. He began the dump-truck-cleaning of his room yesterday as the washer and dryer twisted and tumbled the multiple loads of clothes from his floor. He plans to leave about noon today! “I don’t thinks he said bye to his dad…but knowing my son he will call as he drives down the highway.” (For those concerned about his lodging in this new city…my son will be staying with my parents! It is a good thing they all get along!)

My hubby and I talked about this and have come to the conclusion that our 23 year old did not want to be here when our 20 year old leaves for Army Basic Training…anytime in the next 2-3 weeks. Why? “Because he would have to do the things the 20 year old always did for the family and house!”

Hold everything…that means 3 Down and 1 To Go!!!

The funny thing is the fact that the boys do not realize the amount of work it takes, when they are home, is lessened substantially when they are absent.

Translation:

Cooking for three…instead of five.
No fighting over the moving of laundry…money saved on utilities.
Less garbage to take out…
Cleaning up behind three people…
Buying for three…
Pleasing only three when making dinner…

You get the picture!

I am going to save money and time! But I did think of a couple of drawbacks. The putting up of the Christmas Tree and bringing the multiple boxes of decorations up from the basement. (Quit shaking that finger… I am not lifting anything, YET!) I also realize that there will be one child left here…”I hope he can lift those boxes!” There will be a “Honeymoon Period” of sorts when the youngest is the only child. I just hope he does not revert back to the the selfish-lack-of-energy-I-did-not-hear-you-unknowing child we have been blessed with recently. (Did I just say that out loud? Yes I did!)

For those of you who know me, personally, please pray for us as the next few weeks will be a unique transition period. I must confess there may be tears and crankiness involved…sooo, please be patient with me! “Oh, and I will probably have a 13 year old in tow!” To be a mother with a full house to a mother of one will take some getting use to seeings how it has been a full house for 24 years. I was only a mother of one for 5 1/2 months before finding out I was pregnant with #2. I am sure I will find numerous upsides to only having one child but that will be another post.

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Nope! We’re not there yet…but soon! As a matter of fact…there is a weekend coming up in December when there will be NO children in the house! “Hmmm?! I guess I should make some plans!” ( snicker…snicker!)

“May your cup runneth over with joy, love and laughter oh, and really fabulous coffee!”

Peach State

Peach State says: TGIF…”That’s Great I’m Finished!”

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It’s Friday and you know that means…
A flood of TGIF’s on Facebook with cutesy-wootsy-happy-little-nonsensical pics ushering in the weekend.

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See what I mean? I need a quiet place to regroup…my inner clock and data processing brain are not working with me but against me…so if anything I have found a new meaning for TGIF!

TGIF…”That’s Great…I’m Finished!”

It is time to stop re-organizing the organizing…Time to hang the rest of the pictures and space fillers taken down when my son painted!
It is time to stop finding busy work…Time to take care of my commission paying job!
It is time to stop offering my help when not asked…Time to not stress over my youngest’s independent-know-it-all spirit!
It is time to stop…and admit that I am finished!

We can only do so much before realizing some things just don’t matter. Some things can be left for others to do and there is no chiming-buzzing-beeping alarm clock constantly going off if these tasks are not completed. I know that most of this is just a need to fill my time. I have been trying to spend time with my 20 year old, before he leaves, and he is still in entertain me mode. We go here and there to do this and do that…the only problem with doing this and that is the spending of non-existent $$$$! “Well, not non-existent just lessening!”

[Note to self…some of the organizing has been needed and you have done a wonderful job creatively saving money while taking care of managing the home!]

We have to be careful not to fall into a “pit of despair” when coming to these stage in life. I would like to think I have finally woke up! Woke up to these ideals of truly focusing on the important not the surface silliness. The proverbial “hamster wheel” of life does not need to exceed the speed of sound to get things accomplished. “Some things can wait until tomorrow…”
Fortunately…the laundry is done…dishes are done…table is cleaned off…groceries are bought…dinner is planned… Yep, it is time to take a slow-down break, with another cup of coffee, and relax. After all it if TGIF! Maybe that mean “Thank Goodness It’s Fall!”. If that is the case then why is it still in the high 80’s here?…(insert a chuckling minion…hehe!)

Have you ever found yourself crossing this same bridge in life? Have you ever felt like your “hamster wheel” was spinning out of control? What about the overflowing items on you proverbial plate? I guess we all have some things we could change about ourselves…What would you change?

May you cup runneth over with joy, love and laughter oh, and really fabulous coffee!”

Peach State

Peach State says: Living With Thing 1 and Thing 2…Squared!

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My invisibility cloak is in the shop for repairs…So there is no way I can disappear much less turn off of the pot-hole-ridden road of life! The craziness is multiplying by leaps and bounds and seems to revolve around the youngest member of the family.

Living With Thing 1 And Thing 2…Squared!

The child just does not accept the fact that there are other people living in this house who have timelines not tied to his schedule. So…to bring attention to the situation he tries to manipulate us with his unique-unbridled-ridiculous-insulting-unhelpful-interruptions. Sometimes it is just a hate filled look or a not-so-sudden attack of deafness. “Poor child is also suffering from Early Onset Alzheimer’s…well not really! The path of this twisted twisting cyclone of destruction tries to radiate into all aspects of our little family.

Amazingly this same child receives praises from neighbors/ friends who are around him. He recently stayed with a friend across the street for about 6 hours. She told me of his helpfulness and manners…”I have to admit I was thrilled to hear this!”

Isn’t this always the way…kids are, for the most part, better away from home.

“Phew!” I am so relieved to know he is not deaf! So on top of all of this dramatic roller-coaster with my new teenager I have my “Precious Princess” and her ACL struggles. Now, she weighs about 39 pounds and has to be picked up and carried up and down all of the stairs. I thought my youngest could help…he almost dropped her and I swept in…”That was close!”

My house is at least clean on the main floor now that I am trapped on the main floor. Laundry is all caught up and folded…and stacked waiting to go upstairs when she finally falls asleep. We have solved the problem of medicating her…”I am so glad she likes pie!” The crust has close to the same texture as the pills which means no more scratched or bitten hands…

As for the house work…I am a bit tired and slightly hurting from the picking up and carrying of my “Precious Princess” and wish I had a Fairy God Mother to sweep in and make it all better…whenever I called.

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Okay…minions would work!

Ding goes the bell…and then another cup of coffee! No amount of coffee seems to help…
“Did someone switch my coffee to decaf?”. I am watching!

“May your cup runneth over with joy, love and laughter oh, and really fabulous coffee!”

Peach State

Peach State says: All in All…Who Could Ask For Anything More?

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The continuous flow from the caffeine I-V contraption has been so needed today.

translation: I love Treat receipts from Starbucks…buy a coffee in the morning and get another one in the afternoon for $2!

Normal morning filled with the tired-achy-whiny complaints from peanut gallery.

translation: The weather is dealing my hubby’s sinuses fits and he had a headache. My 20 year old is doing a new workout…OUCH! My youngest just wanted to stay in bed and could not understand why he could smart-mouth back at me this morning…

The spaghetti-twined-route between each errand was like a tangled strand of pearls.

translation: I incorporated every back road to conserve gas…Isn’t that smart?

Watching reflections and shadows on a cement pond!

translation: Waiting in the car outside the tinted TKD studio.

I can go home in 30 minutes…and fix dinner! Then my feet can go up!

“All In All…Who Could Ask For Anything More?”

“May your cup runneth over with joy, love and laughter oh, and really fabulous coffee!”

Peach State

Peach State says: I Feel So Crafty!

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Boy, this has truly been a day for coffee!
This morning started 30 minutes early due to another monthly meeting at hubby’s work. Yea!
Then I was a chicken-with-my-head-cut-off cleaning before the bug-guy came to get ride of the pesky pests. Unfortunately the company, we signed up with Thursday, forgot to communicate with the head office and the appointment was never made. So being the mother, that I am, I called Saturday and sweetly complained in my best Bless-your-heart tone. I believe the words I used were “We just signed up and my husband is not pleased, AT ALL, with the lack of commitment to your words.” The voice on the other end of the phone reassured me that I would have a technician here first thing Monday morning between 8-9 am. Soooo…this morning, at 9:05, I called the office and let them know no one had showed. I was immediately placed with a manager and told him the entire story again. Guess what? The manager said he would be at my house about 10:30 am to take care of the issue/job. He was!

More coffee made and enjoyed…I began to work on the bulletin board craft for my youngest’s birthday.

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Plain old bulletin board…

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Start in the corner and tuck the material in between the frame and the cork…

More coffee!

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And tuck…

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Ta-Da!. I Feel So Crafty!

What do you think?
Do you think my son will like it?

The only thing left to do is size the curtains tomorrow and then hang them on Wednesday. I hope he cleans his room between now and then!

“May your cup runneth over with joy, love and laughter oh, and really fabulous coffee!”

Peach State