Ah, I bet you are sitting at your computer, hunched over like the rest of us with the terrible posture that would make my Nana poke you in the back...wondering why on earth you should read my ramblings. I've got only one answer for you...in view of the fact that I happen to be a bit of a wackadoo, my musings can be your evidence that you are completely normal, thus relieving you of the fear that you have gone loco. Leave that part to me. Oh, and I love to use the thesaurus, as I have an affinity for elocution and a deep seated, albeit odd obsession with grandiose language.
So dig in and be prepared...

Sunday, July 24, 2011

I DON'T get the flu...

so what the heck is this sick business I've got going on here? On day 2 of the flu and it just makes me crazy to be stuck here on this stupid couch, staring at the mess around me...and I don't even feel like cleaning it up.
We have 4 weeks until the hubby leaves and there seems to be no end in sight for the piles of junk that need to be dealt with. The school room...the junk off the deck...the school planning...the wills...the POA's...
And my poor husband is perpetually exhausted and overwhelmed. I wouldn't blame him one bit if he was looking forward to the deployment just so he can get a little rest.

We need a vacation. Alone. Most of the time, we forget that before the clan mac, it was just Tiff and Charles. And yes, I love my life, I love my kids and I'm SO grateful for the blessing of them in my life, I just don't want to forget the blessing of my marriage.

Here's to praying for a smooth 4 weeks.

Clan Mac Mama

Friday, July 8, 2011

I just deleted all my unpublished drafts...

as a punishment for whining.
So, WOW. I was really in a snit there for a while. It must have been such a joy to be in the presence of such LAME-O WHINING PESSIMISM.
Funny story. I've been emailing my friend T about homeschooling stuff. Curriculum, planning and all that business. My blog is attached to my email and lots of my friends click the links to catch up. Well.....I forgot that during the lame-o pessimism phase I bashed my math curriculum. More than once. Actually, a lot. Oops. BIG LOL.

So, here's the deal. My husband deploys in 5 weeks. For 8 months. I, wacko woman with 5 kids, will be flying solo. So I guess I'd better put my big girl panties on, yank 'em up and get ready. (This does not, however, mean that I am not begging for visitors. You try spending 8 months as a homeschooling, cloth diapering Mama of 5 in a house too big to keep clean. The guest suite is complete, make your reservations now.)

Get this....I am actually excited about my school year. :-) I'm grinning, planning, brainstorming and clearing the cobwebs out of the mommy brain. Last year I was terrified, pissed, leaking milk, worrying and waiting for other shoe to drop...Thank you Jesus for flicking me upside the head and opening these eyeballs. I'm still learning how to ignore the dust, the piles and the phone, but I'm not giving up and I'm learning to love the little years.

Because if I don't? I'll miss it...all the innocence that is theirs, the pure hearts that are God's greatest gift, the unconditional love and the sweet cuddles of childhood.

As for now...I'm off to relax with the spousal and parental units. I love staycations. Casa De Lewis...5 stars!!

clan mac mama