First of all I have to say that at some point in this entire reality TV craze that has been happening the last few years some network somewhere will come up with the money to buy the rights to all the great reality TV shows at some point. Until then…there is Bravo TV.
I know at least one other fellow blogger is a reality TV addict. I have to say that even Pink Lucy has me beat seeing as she watches Big Brother and a couple of others I don’t watch. I have to say that my tastes for reality TV really revolve around two networks….Fox and Bravo. I watched Survivor for a while and even watched Big Brother the first season, but lost interest pretty quickly. Currently my two favorite reality shows are Project Runway and Top Chef.
Top Chef just finished its first season a few weeks ago and I am so ready for the next season to begin. I know that each of these shows are filmed for 100 or 1000 of hours and only a few hours are cut and spliced together to give us the drama and entertainment we so crave. Why it is so fun for us to look at others on TV and be willing to sit for hours on end watch, re-watch and then discuss and get angry about the next episode.
Project Runway just started its third season and I have to say that I like the designers and setup better this time around. I know that many in the TV industry were criticizing the hurry to get this third season on the air; however, I think that Bravo has done a great job so far. I am really looking forward to the new episode this Wednesday.
I don’t know if Bravo will do another season of BlowOut, but something about Jonathan and his attitude was so interesting to me. I know that the network is trying to capitalize on the Beverly Hills awe by doing the Workout show now, but to be honest I really don’t find any of the people on that show nearly as interesting as the people on BlowOut.
Lastly, I have to say that I also love American Idol. I didn’t get on this band wagon until the second season, but once I watched a full 16 weeks (a college semester…LOL) of the show I was hooked. So much so that I took my oldest daughter to the AI concert last year. Can you believe that? I went as much for Bo Bice as I took her for Carrie Underwood….LOL.
So now, I have to say there are a few reality shows out there that I think should be banned for life. First of all the whole who wants to marry anybody type of shows need to never be broadcast again. Bridezilla, groomzilla or any sort of show that shows people freaking out over their weddings or other events need to be left off the air…in my opinion. Lastly, any reality TV show in which people have to act like total idiots to just get on TV…IE Are you Hot? So you think you can dance? Or America’s got talent….all of these need to go in my opinion….but that is my opinion…
So tell me…do you do reality TV?
Monday, July 31, 2006
Monday July 31, 2006
I guess I owe an update here on my blog to all my readers (I don’t know how many there are, but I know I have a few).
Things here have been busy. I guess this whole summer has been busy, but especially of late things have just snowballed into a huge mess of hurry.
School starts in about a week and a half. I am so ready for it to begin again because at least during the school year there is structure and a more consistent schedule as well as an expectation of what is to be done in the evenings. Right now the kids are getting restless and are just about to drive me and themselves nuts with boredom. Oh well, the joys of summertime.
Another issue that has been taking a lot of my time lately is the state of our finances. I don’t know why, but recently I just seem to be obsessed with getting them in order. I don’t like having debt. In fact about a year ago we refinanced our home and paid off all of our debt except some student loans.
Anyway, I am on a trip here and have been obsessing about every little penny. In addition there have been a couple of issues that have happened in the last six months and we have some more credit card debt that is just eating away at me. I know that we can pay it off fairly quickly, but I was hoping to get some money stashed in savings. To top it all off, we got hit for a charge that is not right in our checking account for the trip my husband took earlier this month. Now we are waiting for the hotel to research the charge (7-10 business days) before we know if we are going to get that money back or not. If it is not one thing…it’s another.
I have also being thinking of my grandmother a lot lately. I don’t know why. It has been almost 5 years since she passed away. She passed away the same year I got divorced, actually she passed and 4 weeks later my divorce was final. Two painful events in the space of a very short time. I think the reason that I have been thinking of her is because I was going through some old boxes this past week and found some letters she mailed to me in college. I read a few of them and most were of what was going on in her life and what they were doing on a daily basis, but something about them left an aching in me that I have not felt for her before. I guess it is just old emotions coming up.
Well, I am at work today. I don’t want to be here. Not because I don’t like what/where I am. I just wish I could have slept better. I’m having a heck of a time getting to sleep at night. Unfortunately, I don’t have the luxury of having summer vacation and must do the daily grind every week. Why is it that I can go to bed at a decent hour Friday and Saturday nights and wake up at 6 am ready to face the day on the weekend? However, during the week my mind just won’t shut off and I am up watching History channel or a movie until midnight or so. Then I am exhausted the next day. I don’t want to start (again) taking any type of sleep meds. About a year ago I got addicted and had terrible withdrawals when I finally came off of them. I thought about talking to my doctor about it when I go for an appointment I have in a week or so. Not really sure though!
Well, that is enough of my ramblings for now. Hope all is well.
Blessings,
Lisa
Things here have been busy. I guess this whole summer has been busy, but especially of late things have just snowballed into a huge mess of hurry.
School starts in about a week and a half. I am so ready for it to begin again because at least during the school year there is structure and a more consistent schedule as well as an expectation of what is to be done in the evenings. Right now the kids are getting restless and are just about to drive me and themselves nuts with boredom. Oh well, the joys of summertime.
Another issue that has been taking a lot of my time lately is the state of our finances. I don’t know why, but recently I just seem to be obsessed with getting them in order. I don’t like having debt. In fact about a year ago we refinanced our home and paid off all of our debt except some student loans.
Anyway, I am on a trip here and have been obsessing about every little penny. In addition there have been a couple of issues that have happened in the last six months and we have some more credit card debt that is just eating away at me. I know that we can pay it off fairly quickly, but I was hoping to get some money stashed in savings. To top it all off, we got hit for a charge that is not right in our checking account for the trip my husband took earlier this month. Now we are waiting for the hotel to research the charge (7-10 business days) before we know if we are going to get that money back or not. If it is not one thing…it’s another.
I have also being thinking of my grandmother a lot lately. I don’t know why. It has been almost 5 years since she passed away. She passed away the same year I got divorced, actually she passed and 4 weeks later my divorce was final. Two painful events in the space of a very short time. I think the reason that I have been thinking of her is because I was going through some old boxes this past week and found some letters she mailed to me in college. I read a few of them and most were of what was going on in her life and what they were doing on a daily basis, but something about them left an aching in me that I have not felt for her before. I guess it is just old emotions coming up.
Well, I am at work today. I don’t want to be here. Not because I don’t like what/where I am. I just wish I could have slept better. I’m having a heck of a time getting to sleep at night. Unfortunately, I don’t have the luxury of having summer vacation and must do the daily grind every week. Why is it that I can go to bed at a decent hour Friday and Saturday nights and wake up at 6 am ready to face the day on the weekend? However, during the week my mind just won’t shut off and I am up watching History channel or a movie until midnight or so. Then I am exhausted the next day. I don’t want to start (again) taking any type of sleep meds. About a year ago I got addicted and had terrible withdrawals when I finally came off of them. I thought about talking to my doctor about it when I go for an appointment I have in a week or so. Not really sure though!
Well, that is enough of my ramblings for now. Hope all is well.
Blessings,
Lisa
Thursday, July 27, 2006
Still Here....
I am still here and have lots of things that I will probably write about over the next couple of days, but have been so busy.
Hope you are all well out in blogger land.
Blessings,
Lisa
Hope you are all well out in blogger land.
Blessings,
Lisa
Tuesday, July 25, 2006
Faith of a Child
Matthew 18: 3-4
And he said: "I tell you the truth, unless you change and become like little children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven. Therefore, whoever humbles himself like this child is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven.
In the bible we are told to have a “child-like” faith as seen in the above passage.
Yesterday as I sat at the edge of the swimming pool watching my oldest daughter interacting with some other girls that were there I was amazed by what I overheard. My oldest daughter never meets a stranger and can strike up a conversation with just about anyone. Therefore, for me to be privy to this conversation was very enlightening.
I sat there and pretended to read my book while eavesdropping on my daughter’s interaction with these two little girls. It went something like this:
My daughter: “Hi. What are your names?”
Other girls: “Emma and Michelle.”
My daughter: “Hi. I’m Britney.”
Other girls: “Cool. Do you want to play ball with us?”
My daughter: “Sure. That sounds like fun. I like your necklace.”
Oldest girl: “Thanks. I got it from my parents.”
My Daughter: “Do you go to church?”
Oldest girl: “Yes.”
My Daughter: “Have you been baptized?”
Oldest girl: “Yes. Have you?”
My Daughter: “Yes. Last year. My Mom got me this salvation bracelet. It is too big, but I still like to look at it. Each stone represents something that Christ sacrificed for me.”
Oldest girl: “That sounds neat. My necklace says “Keep the Faith” It helps to remind me that God is always with me.”
My Daughter: “It makes me feel safe to know that I can always talk to God no matter where I am. I am so glad I have Him in my life.”
Oldest girl: “Yeah. Me too. I think that I like it best when I can tell Him the things that bug me.”
My Daughter: “That is cool. I want to be in this end of the pool so I can touch the bottom.”
Other girls: “OK. Score is 0 to 0”
This was amazing to me because each of these girls talked so freely of their faith. They were not ashamed or embarrassed to express their love for Christ.
As adults, we look so closely as what others think of us or how they perceive us. For those of us who are born again we sometimes feel we have to hide our faith in order to be accepted. However, if we would just have a “child-like” faith that embarrassment and shame would not enter the picture.
Yesterday watching and listening to my daughter interact with those two girls taught me two things. One, I need to be more open and willing to share my beliefs regardless of what others are going to think of me. Two, I am so proud that my daughter is in love with Christ and I want that relationship also.
Hope this wasn’t too heavy for anyone out there reading.
Blessings,
Lisa
And he said: "I tell you the truth, unless you change and become like little children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven. Therefore, whoever humbles himself like this child is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven.
In the bible we are told to have a “child-like” faith as seen in the above passage.
Yesterday as I sat at the edge of the swimming pool watching my oldest daughter interacting with some other girls that were there I was amazed by what I overheard. My oldest daughter never meets a stranger and can strike up a conversation with just about anyone. Therefore, for me to be privy to this conversation was very enlightening.
I sat there and pretended to read my book while eavesdropping on my daughter’s interaction with these two little girls. It went something like this:
My daughter: “Hi. What are your names?”
Other girls: “Emma and Michelle.”
My daughter: “Hi. I’m Britney.”
Other girls: “Cool. Do you want to play ball with us?”
My daughter: “Sure. That sounds like fun. I like your necklace.”
Oldest girl: “Thanks. I got it from my parents.”
My Daughter: “Do you go to church?”
Oldest girl: “Yes.”
My Daughter: “Have you been baptized?”
Oldest girl: “Yes. Have you?”
My Daughter: “Yes. Last year. My Mom got me this salvation bracelet. It is too big, but I still like to look at it. Each stone represents something that Christ sacrificed for me.”
Oldest girl: “That sounds neat. My necklace says “Keep the Faith” It helps to remind me that God is always with me.”
My Daughter: “It makes me feel safe to know that I can always talk to God no matter where I am. I am so glad I have Him in my life.”
Oldest girl: “Yeah. Me too. I think that I like it best when I can tell Him the things that bug me.”
My Daughter: “That is cool. I want to be in this end of the pool so I can touch the bottom.”
Other girls: “OK. Score is 0 to 0”
This was amazing to me because each of these girls talked so freely of their faith. They were not ashamed or embarrassed to express their love for Christ.
As adults, we look so closely as what others think of us or how they perceive us. For those of us who are born again we sometimes feel we have to hide our faith in order to be accepted. However, if we would just have a “child-like” faith that embarrassment and shame would not enter the picture.
Yesterday watching and listening to my daughter interact with those two girls taught me two things. One, I need to be more open and willing to share my beliefs regardless of what others are going to think of me. Two, I am so proud that my daughter is in love with Christ and I want that relationship also.
Hope this wasn’t too heavy for anyone out there reading.
Blessings,
Lisa
Sunday, July 23, 2006
Survey on other blogs
I have seen this on other blogs and thought that I would participate
Ten years ago:I was 20 years old and had been married for about 8 months. I had an 10 month old daughter and was struggling to figure out where my life was headed. I had made the decision to go back to school and get my degree. It was the best decision I made because it gave me freedom once my husband decided to leave me.
Five years ago:I was 25 years old and had just realized that my husband was having an affair and wanted to leave me for another woman. I spent the next several months trying to get my life straight. I ended up meeting my now husband and being swept off my feet and wondering why I waited so long to be happy.
One year ago:I was eagerly awaiting my husband's return home from a trip he had been on. When he got home I immediately ran into his arms and wanted him so badly.
Yesterday:I fought with my husband about a trip he went on and was not home yet. It was the same trip he went on the year before and I couldn't wait for him to be home. I ended up going to a friends house once he was here to take care of the kids and had some drinks and stayed with her. Things have been tenses ever since then.
Today:I came home to find my girls and my husband up and around. I took a long nap on the couch and have decided to try and make things right.
Ten years ago:I was 20 years old and had been married for about 8 months. I had an 10 month old daughter and was struggling to figure out where my life was headed. I had made the decision to go back to school and get my degree. It was the best decision I made because it gave me freedom once my husband decided to leave me.
Five years ago:I was 25 years old and had just realized that my husband was having an affair and wanted to leave me for another woman. I spent the next several months trying to get my life straight. I ended up meeting my now husband and being swept off my feet and wondering why I waited so long to be happy.
One year ago:I was eagerly awaiting my husband's return home from a trip he had been on. When he got home I immediately ran into his arms and wanted him so badly.
Yesterday:I fought with my husband about a trip he went on and was not home yet. It was the same trip he went on the year before and I couldn't wait for him to be home. I ended up going to a friends house once he was here to take care of the kids and had some drinks and stayed with her. Things have been tenses ever since then.
Today:I came home to find my girls and my husband up and around. I took a long nap on the couch and have decided to try and make things right.
Wednesday, July 19, 2006
Stolen from Maryland Mom
I.....
I am: Wife, Mom, Hell of a number cruncher
I want: I want my kids to be happy and well loved
I have: the best kids in the world!
I wish: for my kids to always be close to me!
I hate: living so far from my family
I miss: My Mom and also my little niece, Lauren
I hear: My fan in my office
I wonder: what God will say to me when I die
I regret: not telling my grandmother I loved her before she died
I am not: boring
I dance: with my kids in the living room so they will see it is OK to laugh at yourself
I sing: in the car when only my kids can hear me
I cry: when I’m happy and sad
I am not always: calm
I make with my hands: dinner for my family and blankets for snuggling
I journal: so that I can get my day/feelings in writing
I confuse: my husband when we talk
I need: love and reassurance all the time
I should: be working!
I start: each day with a prayer
I finish: each day with a prayer
I am: Wife, Mom, Hell of a number cruncher
I want: I want my kids to be happy and well loved
I have: the best kids in the world!
I wish: for my kids to always be close to me!
I hate: living so far from my family
I miss: My Mom and also my little niece, Lauren
I hear: My fan in my office
I wonder: what God will say to me when I die
I regret: not telling my grandmother I loved her before she died
I am not: boring
I dance: with my kids in the living room so they will see it is OK to laugh at yourself
I sing: in the car when only my kids can hear me
I cry: when I’m happy and sad
I am not always: calm
I make with my hands: dinner for my family and blankets for snuggling
I journal: so that I can get my day/feelings in writing
I confuse: my husband when we talk
I need: love and reassurance all the time
I should: be working!
I start: each day with a prayer
I finish: each day with a prayer
Stolen from Pink Lucy
My Home is: Where I go to be truly loved
I am listening to: The sound of the keys clicking on the keyboard
Maybe I should: Skip outta work early since I have the next two days off!
I love it when: It is dark and cloudy outside and I can snuggling under the covers
My best friend: Is my husband
I don't understand: How they get the pimento in the middle of the olive?
I lost: My first love when I was in 10th grade and have never forgotten how he made me feel.
People say: I’m loud
The meaning of my blog name is: Ladybug because I love ladybugs and Hill because it is special to me…can’t say why!
Love is: Something to give and not expect it in return
Right now, somewhere, someone is: Thinking of me and loving me
I will always: Remember my grandmother having homemade Christmas Decorations and letting us choose each year which ones we wanted to take home
Once upon a time I: I thought I would be married forever, but that promise was broken and it has taken a long time to heal.
I never want to: be afraid of being alone again.
My personal motto is: Romans 8:28 “And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love God, who have been called according to his purpose.”
When I wake up in the morning: I say a little prayer, and go to the closet to figure out what I’m going to wear for the day
I get annoyed when: I ask my husband to do something or not do something and he doesn’t listen.
People always: surprise me.
I sing: Alone in the car or with my kids in the car
Hugs are the best when: They are tightly squeezed!
Today I: am anxious to be done so I can start my mini vacation!
Tomorrow I will: working out with my trainer before starting the vacation!
I really want: my kids to be happy.
If my girls/boys were born the opposite sex, I would have named them: I have two girls and if they had been boys it would have been Caleb Jordan for the first and Hadley Ray for the second.
I am listening to: The sound of the keys clicking on the keyboard
Maybe I should: Skip outta work early since I have the next two days off!
I love it when: It is dark and cloudy outside and I can snuggling under the covers
My best friend: Is my husband
I don't understand: How they get the pimento in the middle of the olive?
I lost: My first love when I was in 10th grade and have never forgotten how he made me feel.
People say: I’m loud
The meaning of my blog name is: Ladybug because I love ladybugs and Hill because it is special to me…can’t say why!
Love is: Something to give and not expect it in return
Right now, somewhere, someone is: Thinking of me and loving me
I will always: Remember my grandmother having homemade Christmas Decorations and letting us choose each year which ones we wanted to take home
Once upon a time I: I thought I would be married forever, but that promise was broken and it has taken a long time to heal.
I never want to: be afraid of being alone again.
My personal motto is: Romans 8:28 “And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love God, who have been called according to his purpose.”
When I wake up in the morning: I say a little prayer, and go to the closet to figure out what I’m going to wear for the day
I get annoyed when: I ask my husband to do something or not do something and he doesn’t listen.
People always: surprise me.
I sing: Alone in the car or with my kids in the car
Hugs are the best when: They are tightly squeezed!
Today I: am anxious to be done so I can start my mini vacation!
Tomorrow I will: working out with my trainer before starting the vacation!
I really want: my kids to be happy.
If my girls/boys were born the opposite sex, I would have named them: I have two girls and if they had been boys it would have been Caleb Jordan for the first and Hadley Ray for the second.
Tuesday, July 18, 2006
Less than 24 hours
In less than 24 hours my dear husband (DH) will be taking off on his annual trip to San Diego. He goes every year to a comic book convention that is held there. The last couple of years he has taken a friend with him and has had a great time.
Too be honest, I am really looking forward to him going and getting some time alone. I made the mistake of telling him that the other day and he got hurt. I didn’t mean it in a mean way, I just meant that I was looking forward to spending some time away from each other. I didn’t know how else to say it and I really didn’t mean for it to be a hurtful thing. However, a huge fight ensued and now I am regretting ever telling him such things.
I don’t really know what I will do with myself. I do have Thursday and Friday off from work. I have book a hotel and the kids and I will stay there a couple of nights just for something different. Then on Friday we are headed to the water park. I’m really excited about that. I have been in a couple of years and it should be a load of fun. I need a new bathing suit, but just haven’t found the time to go get one yet.
My boss is gone for the next four days. I love when he is out of the office because I can really crank through some work and get some things done that have sat on my desk for a while. Right now it looks like a tornado went off on my desk and I have to go to the clerks’ office today to file some documents. That means I will be leaving early which is always a great thing.
I went to the gym today. I nearly passed out and almost lost my breakfast. My trainer was a little shocked. I guess I didn’t eat enough before going. In my head I knew that I should have had a heartier breakfast, but I just couldn’t get myself really motivated to stuff more food down me. I guess I learned my lesson.
Things here have been hot hot hot. The weather man says we should have showers tonight, but I’m not so sure. I wish that this summer heat would end, but here in AZ we get about three months of hot, three months of hotter and six months of Holy Hell is it hot outside…I think I’m melting weather.
Hope everyone out there is doing well.
Blessings,
Lisa
Too be honest, I am really looking forward to him going and getting some time alone. I made the mistake of telling him that the other day and he got hurt. I didn’t mean it in a mean way, I just meant that I was looking forward to spending some time away from each other. I didn’t know how else to say it and I really didn’t mean for it to be a hurtful thing. However, a huge fight ensued and now I am regretting ever telling him such things.
I don’t really know what I will do with myself. I do have Thursday and Friday off from work. I have book a hotel and the kids and I will stay there a couple of nights just for something different. Then on Friday we are headed to the water park. I’m really excited about that. I have been in a couple of years and it should be a load of fun. I need a new bathing suit, but just haven’t found the time to go get one yet.
My boss is gone for the next four days. I love when he is out of the office because I can really crank through some work and get some things done that have sat on my desk for a while. Right now it looks like a tornado went off on my desk and I have to go to the clerks’ office today to file some documents. That means I will be leaving early which is always a great thing.
I went to the gym today. I nearly passed out and almost lost my breakfast. My trainer was a little shocked. I guess I didn’t eat enough before going. In my head I knew that I should have had a heartier breakfast, but I just couldn’t get myself really motivated to stuff more food down me. I guess I learned my lesson.
Things here have been hot hot hot. The weather man says we should have showers tonight, but I’m not so sure. I wish that this summer heat would end, but here in AZ we get about three months of hot, three months of hotter and six months of Holy Hell is it hot outside…I think I’m melting weather.
Hope everyone out there is doing well.
Blessings,
Lisa
Clarifying
I have had a few comments/emails on my post about my previous job that I think I need to answer to clarify exactly how the situation came to a head. First of all, someone commented that I didn’t know for sure that my employees had given the copies of the emails to my boss. I should have clarified by saying that the week before I went on vacation one of my direct reports was put on disciplinary action for excessive absences. The day before I left she gave notice because she didn’t think that the action was fair and had found a new job (not one that I had sent her) that was closer to her home.
While I was on vacation another direct report gave notice. This lady pretty much had it out for me from the first day I got there. She felt that she was more qualified and deserved the job than I was. Needless, to say there was much animosity between us and the harder I tried to get her to see me as her boss the more she rebelled and just didn’t think that I should have been in the position.
Anyway, when she gave notice she did two things. One she purposely waited until I was gone (she later admitted this to a mutual friend) and two she brought copies of the emails with her (both the ones I sent her and the ones I sent the other lady). She had every intention of telling my boss exactly what he needed to hear to see me out the door.
Now, I don’t think I ever said that I was in anyway innocent of what I did. I know I was wrong in sending the job postings to the employees especially those who reported directly to me. I am not making excuses for that and I don’t think that the consequences were not dealt. I believe that I have paid my dues and suffered my punishment for these crimes. It is so hard going into another job interview and being asked why you left your last job and having to explain what happened.
Anyway, I am not saying that I am in the right and I am not saying that I should not have been let go. However, I did not send the emails with the intention of hurting anyone. However, the lady that went to my boss with those emails did have the intention of hurting me. She won, she got what she wanted. She was able to get rid of me and I am sure that she was happy about that at the time.
I have heard that she didn’t quit. After I left they gave her a promotion, but did not exactly give her my old job. I’m sure she is quite happy now and still working there. I do know wish her any ill will. I hope that she has finally found a place that she is happy, however, she had a lot of anger and other issues to deal with so who knows if she is truly happy.
Anyway, I know that I have finally moved on from that place in my life. I have taken the lessons I have learned and moved past it. I work for a great place now and I truly believe that God allowed this to happen in my life to teach me a lesson. I know that I have learned that lesson and become a much better person because of it.
Was I wrong to do what I did? Yes. Would I do it again? No. Would I want to go back to that environment in which I was in? No. Have I learned and grown? Yes. Have I asked for forgiveness? Many times!
In the end, that is all that matters.
While I was on vacation another direct report gave notice. This lady pretty much had it out for me from the first day I got there. She felt that she was more qualified and deserved the job than I was. Needless, to say there was much animosity between us and the harder I tried to get her to see me as her boss the more she rebelled and just didn’t think that I should have been in the position.
Anyway, when she gave notice she did two things. One she purposely waited until I was gone (she later admitted this to a mutual friend) and two she brought copies of the emails with her (both the ones I sent her and the ones I sent the other lady). She had every intention of telling my boss exactly what he needed to hear to see me out the door.
Now, I don’t think I ever said that I was in anyway innocent of what I did. I know I was wrong in sending the job postings to the employees especially those who reported directly to me. I am not making excuses for that and I don’t think that the consequences were not dealt. I believe that I have paid my dues and suffered my punishment for these crimes. It is so hard going into another job interview and being asked why you left your last job and having to explain what happened.
Anyway, I am not saying that I am in the right and I am not saying that I should not have been let go. However, I did not send the emails with the intention of hurting anyone. However, the lady that went to my boss with those emails did have the intention of hurting me. She won, she got what she wanted. She was able to get rid of me and I am sure that she was happy about that at the time.
I have heard that she didn’t quit. After I left they gave her a promotion, but did not exactly give her my old job. I’m sure she is quite happy now and still working there. I do know wish her any ill will. I hope that she has finally found a place that she is happy, however, she had a lot of anger and other issues to deal with so who knows if she is truly happy.
Anyway, I know that I have finally moved on from that place in my life. I have taken the lessons I have learned and moved past it. I work for a great place now and I truly believe that God allowed this to happen in my life to teach me a lesson. I know that I have learned that lesson and become a much better person because of it.
Was I wrong to do what I did? Yes. Would I do it again? No. Would I want to go back to that environment in which I was in? No. Have I learned and grown? Yes. Have I asked for forgiveness? Many times!
In the end, that is all that matters.
Monday, July 17, 2006
Monday Blahs.....
It’s Monday. This is a short week for me. I am taking a couple of days off this week to spend some much needed time with my kids. I’m not sure what we are going to be doing this week, but I’m looking forward to the time off.
My husband is taking his annual trip to San Diego this week. He goes every year to a comic book convention. To be honest, I didn’t know that things like this actually existed until I married my husband. He has gone every year since before we were married. There are times when I wish he wouldn’t go and I wish that he would just grow up and out of this stage. However, I don’t think that this is a “stage” this is something he loves and dreams of doing. For me, I just don’t get it and I think that is were a lot of our fighting has come from lately. I wish I could explain what I am feeling/thinking in this matter, but I just can’t.
I am pretty much alone in this office today. The lady that is usually up front has jury duty today which means that I am will be answering phones and seeing to those people who walk in the front door..Yuck.
I hate Mondays. I would rather be at home doing my cross stitch watching Harry Potter than here.
Blessings,
Lisa
My husband is taking his annual trip to San Diego this week. He goes every year to a comic book convention. To be honest, I didn’t know that things like this actually existed until I married my husband. He has gone every year since before we were married. There are times when I wish he wouldn’t go and I wish that he would just grow up and out of this stage. However, I don’t think that this is a “stage” this is something he loves and dreams of doing. For me, I just don’t get it and I think that is were a lot of our fighting has come from lately. I wish I could explain what I am feeling/thinking in this matter, but I just can’t.
I am pretty much alone in this office today. The lady that is usually up front has jury duty today which means that I am will be answering phones and seeing to those people who walk in the front door..Yuck.
I hate Mondays. I would rather be at home doing my cross stitch watching Harry Potter than here.
Blessings,
Lisa
Friday, July 14, 2006
The weekend is here...Thank Goodness.
I posted my story yesterday and thought that I would get some sort of comment back, but I did not. I don’t know why I expected that, but I did. Oh well.
I don’t have a lot planned for the weekend. I am hoping that I can get some good sleep in tonight as I am really tired today. I don’t know why, but I am just exhausted.
Hubby and I have been on the outs for a couple of days and that could probably be part of the exhaustion.
Hope everyone has a great weekend.
Blessings,
Lisa
I don’t have a lot planned for the weekend. I am hoping that I can get some good sleep in tonight as I am really tired today. I don’t know why, but I am just exhausted.
Hubby and I have been on the outs for a couple of days and that could probably be part of the exhaustion.
Hope everyone has a great weekend.
Blessings,
Lisa
Thursday, July 13, 2006
Longest Post Ever....Dealing with past issues
Nothing is routine. Nothing about my life is the same day in and day out. Most people would find that to be a good thing, but me I sometimes wish that one day would meld into the next with a blink of an eye. However, my life is not set up that way. Nothing about my life is routine. If you were to observe a day in my life you might disagree and say that my life is very structured and held together by routine or planning. That is the portrait I show to the world that I have everything under control, however, the last year of my life has felt completely out of my control. Why you ask…(or maybe you don’t and I just want you to).
A year ago next week I will have started my job I am at now after a month long job search which led me to a couple of temp positions and also a couple of other job offers. Becoming jobless was not my choice; I was forced into it by my superiors at my last company. I have not written about this until now because I felt such shame and guilt for what happened. I know now that I was not completely to blame, but I was not completely faultless either. This post may run some of you off from my blog, but this is an issue that I deal with on a daily basis in my head, just like I replay my failed marriage in my head. You do not need to condemn me in comments or emails, you are free do say whatever you like, but believe me when I say that I beat myself up enough in a daily basis that I don’t need help from anyone else.
About 14 months ago, I had taken some vacation time because my parents had come to AZ to visit my family. I had plenty of time left and could afford to take the time, so I took it. It was a great few days with my parents and the kids really had a great time. It was a great time for them to come because I was able to go on a job interview (for the job I have now) while they were in town and the kids were able to stay with them instead of going to boring daycare. I went to bed the night before I was to go back to my then current job with a feeling of excitement. In a few short days I could be getting the call to start a new job. A job in a small company working for people of character and integrity. A company that believed in its employees and wanted to see you succeed. I was also thinking/dreaming of how good it would feel to go to my current boss’s office and quit. Too be honest, that was probably the last good night of sleep I had in the last fourteen month. Little did I know what was to come over the next two days!
The next morning as I got up and got dressed I was still floating on the energy of the interview I had been on the day before. I was so happy and I was able to see my parents off and take the girls to summer camp. I had a fresh step in my walk and I was genuinely happy to be alive. I walked into my job and went to my desk. I booted up my computer and got ready to dive into a pile of work that had accumulated since I had been gone. I was excited to see those people that I had not seen in a week and to just get up to date on things. I had been at my desk no longer than 30 minutes when my boss came to me and asked me to come to his office. I said “OK, one sec, I need to just get the programs booted up on my computer.” He said “Don’t bother, come to my office now.” I knew in the pit of my stomach that something bad was going to happen.
I stepped into his office and he closed the door. His office was along an inner corridor and had no windows. I am not good in small spaces and especially when I feel backed into a corner. So when a man who never shuts his door, shuts his door you know it is not good. “Are you looking for a new job?” he asked. Just plain out asked. I was a little taken back by his question. I could have lied and said “No” but I felt there was more to this inquiry than just his curiosity about whether I was looking for new employment. I played it safe and asked “Why do you ask?”
He replies “I have three emails from two of your direct reports showing job opportunities outside our company? Did you send XXX and YYY these job listings?”
Immediately I feel all the color run out of my face. Betrayed by those who I thought I could trust. I could have lied again, but the evidence was there the emails in black and white in front of me. “Yes, I did. I sent XXX and YYY emails because they had let me know that they were looking for employment elsewhere. In addition, they sent me job listings also.”
“I don’t like this behavior at all. I do not feel good having an employee like you in my department. I’m not sure what I am going to do about this.” He states.
“Am I in jeopardy of losing my job over this?” I ask
“I don’t know. I have to talk to HR about this issue. Your instructions are to go home for the rest of the day. Get what you need from your desk, leave your personal possessions and go home.” He says.
“I want you to know that I didn’t mean any harm with these emails. I had staff that was unhappy, a company/department that was unwilling to support me in making changes to keep the staff happy. I felt that if they were looking and I was looking it did not hurt to keep each other in mind. In addition, 4 of your other staff are currently looking also and one has a job offer that he is really considering. I understand your sense of betrayal, but maybe the bigger picture here is that 50% of the staff in this department is new and the other half is looking for new jobs.” I said.
“Do you realize that if you and your staff had all gotten jobs based on these (points at emails) job postings that I could have lost my whole AAA department at once? Did you care about the position you would put the company in if the entire AAA department was gone in a matter of days? How did you think I would react to this news?” He asked.
“To be honest, I really never thought you would find out. I thought that those that had come to me would stand by me and visa versa when the time came. I never thought it would come to this. I would never just walk out on a job like that. I have always given ample notice, however, that doesn’t seem to be what is bothering you. I’ll get my things and go. What should I do about work tomorrow?” I asked
“I’ll call you later today and let you know what the situation is. I’m very disappointed in you. I really never thought you could do something like this.” He stated.
I ended up going back to my desk, shutting down my computer, getting my personal files from my desk, grabbed my purse, lunch and cell phone and left. As I was walking out I saw a friend of mine and told her that I needed her to walk me to my car. I told her everything and she prayed with me. She kept telling me it would be alright and not to worry.
I went home and called my husband who was great and understanding, but at the same time said that he thought what I did was not right, but that he didn’t think I would get fired. I fretted all day long, paced the floor, cleaned my house, and prepared my resume. I had made a decision that whether or not they took the job from me I was going to resign. I put my resume out on the web, called a few agencies and prayed a lot. I knew what was coming and I knew the only way to get through it was with the help of God.
About 4 pm that afternoon my boss called “Come in tomorrow at 9 a.m., not before, come straight to my office and don’t talk to anyone.”
“OK.” I hung up.
That night was the most fretful sleep I had ever had. Nightmares of big dragons swallowing me whole, I kept falling off the same cliff, but didn’t hit the bottom. I tossed and turned and finally at 6 am I decided that I needed to write my resignation letter. I kept it short and to the point. I put on my big girl panties and went to the office at 9 am.
I went to my bosses office and sat down across from him waiting for the words that I knew would come. I waited and he said nothing, and I waited some more and still he said nothing. I finally asked “What is going on here? You asked me to be here at 9 am and I am here, so can you please tell me what is going on?”
He said “I’m waiting for two others to show up.”
“Oh, OK.” I said.
Finally the two other participants made it to the meeting. A representative from HR and my boss’s boss. I knew it was bad. They came in and shut the door. I was sitting by the wall and felt trapped because I was not close to any sort of exit. The HR rep pointed to my boss and said “Please begin.”
My boss starts “We are here because you sent out emails of job opportunities outside the company to those to work below you. You violated my trust and the trust of the company.”
I stopped him “I know why I’m here. I know what I have done. I also know that I am the only one here that is rooting for me. Can we just get down to what the final decision is?”
He was taken aback. I could tell he wanted to re-tell the whole story so that I would know once and for all that all three of them thought of me as scum of the earth. He finally said “OK. I think in light of the situation and the fact that you have totally beating down the morale of the department, your employment should end.”
I asked “Can I say something in my defense?”
The HR rep said “Sure, go ahead.”
I start “I knew that this was the decision that was going to be made. Something in my mind told me that I would never again set foot in this building as an employee of this company. However, before I get the walking paper that I know is in your hand (pointing to HR rep) I would like to say that I alone did not beat down the morale in this department. It has been low since before I got here. Upper management does not recognize the issues and the fact that 50% of the department has been here less than 3 months and the other half is looking for jobs, which I have not sent them, should tell each of you very clearly that there is more on an issue here than me forwarding job opportunities onto other employees. Having said that, I am not going to defend what I did. I’m not admitting that it was right or wrong, but I am willing to give my resignation effective immediately. I will sign whatever papers I need to sign and we can call it a clean break. The only thing I ask is that my employment record shows it was a voluntary termination.”
All three looked back at me with jaws to the floor. Then the HR rep said “I believe that is fair. We are also willing to pay you through the end of the month. All you have to do is sign here.”
I said “I don’t want the payment, I don’t want the money. Please just give me the paperwork and I’ll sign now. In addition, I would appreciate it if I could clean out my personal belongings without having someone over my shoulder. I would be happy to have the boxes searched before I leave, but I do not want to have to hurry and do this.”
Fine by them. I signed the papers, got my copy and went to my cubicle. I got three paper boxes and filled them up with the pics of my kids, and other personal belongings. I called my friend who I had seen the day before and asked her to help me carry them to my car. She came down and I went to my boss’s boss office and asked if he would like to go through the boxes to ensure I was not taking anything vital?
He asked me to step in and shut the door. “I really hate that it came to this. I don’t think it is fair, but I have to respect the decision that has been made.” He said.
I looked awestruck. I asked “If you didn’t agree with the decision, then why did you allow it to happen? You are XXX’s boss and have the ability to override his decisions. By allowing him to get rid of me you have basically given him the power to get rid of anyone who does not fit his needs.”
“I think that you have got your stuff. Your friend can walk you out to your car. Please give her your badge when you go.” He stated.
I left, without another word. I felt relieved and betrayed and hurt. I am still dealing with this stuff today.
Not a day goes by that I don’t relive some part of that day in my mind. Just like not a day goes by that I don’t relive the death of my first love by a car accident. That is why nothing in my life is routine. Nothing is calm. Nothing is easy. All the things I do to make it look under control and in order are just covering up what is really happening inside my head which is screaming out for someone to listen.
Since this incident I have found a new job at a place I really love. The whole last year has been about healing for me. Healing from so many hurts in my past, my divorce, my relationship with my mother/father, my loss of my first job, and the over all sense of failure that I wake up with nagging at me on a daily basis. I know that I will never completely get rid of this fear of failure, nor will I ever get rid of the nagging voice in my head saying that I can’t do it. I do know that now I have the power to ignore that voice, but so many days that voice wins and I belittle myself.
My prayer: That my kids don’t grow up like me. That they are better adjusted than I am. That they are able to see the good in themselves despite what others think about them.
Sorry for the long post, but I have needed to deal with this for a while. Thanks for listening.
A year ago next week I will have started my job I am at now after a month long job search which led me to a couple of temp positions and also a couple of other job offers. Becoming jobless was not my choice; I was forced into it by my superiors at my last company. I have not written about this until now because I felt such shame and guilt for what happened. I know now that I was not completely to blame, but I was not completely faultless either. This post may run some of you off from my blog, but this is an issue that I deal with on a daily basis in my head, just like I replay my failed marriage in my head. You do not need to condemn me in comments or emails, you are free do say whatever you like, but believe me when I say that I beat myself up enough in a daily basis that I don’t need help from anyone else.
About 14 months ago, I had taken some vacation time because my parents had come to AZ to visit my family. I had plenty of time left and could afford to take the time, so I took it. It was a great few days with my parents and the kids really had a great time. It was a great time for them to come because I was able to go on a job interview (for the job I have now) while they were in town and the kids were able to stay with them instead of going to boring daycare. I went to bed the night before I was to go back to my then current job with a feeling of excitement. In a few short days I could be getting the call to start a new job. A job in a small company working for people of character and integrity. A company that believed in its employees and wanted to see you succeed. I was also thinking/dreaming of how good it would feel to go to my current boss’s office and quit. Too be honest, that was probably the last good night of sleep I had in the last fourteen month. Little did I know what was to come over the next two days!
The next morning as I got up and got dressed I was still floating on the energy of the interview I had been on the day before. I was so happy and I was able to see my parents off and take the girls to summer camp. I had a fresh step in my walk and I was genuinely happy to be alive. I walked into my job and went to my desk. I booted up my computer and got ready to dive into a pile of work that had accumulated since I had been gone. I was excited to see those people that I had not seen in a week and to just get up to date on things. I had been at my desk no longer than 30 minutes when my boss came to me and asked me to come to his office. I said “OK, one sec, I need to just get the programs booted up on my computer.” He said “Don’t bother, come to my office now.” I knew in the pit of my stomach that something bad was going to happen.
I stepped into his office and he closed the door. His office was along an inner corridor and had no windows. I am not good in small spaces and especially when I feel backed into a corner. So when a man who never shuts his door, shuts his door you know it is not good. “Are you looking for a new job?” he asked. Just plain out asked. I was a little taken back by his question. I could have lied and said “No” but I felt there was more to this inquiry than just his curiosity about whether I was looking for new employment. I played it safe and asked “Why do you ask?”
He replies “I have three emails from two of your direct reports showing job opportunities outside our company? Did you send XXX and YYY these job listings?”
Immediately I feel all the color run out of my face. Betrayed by those who I thought I could trust. I could have lied again, but the evidence was there the emails in black and white in front of me. “Yes, I did. I sent XXX and YYY emails because they had let me know that they were looking for employment elsewhere. In addition, they sent me job listings also.”
“I don’t like this behavior at all. I do not feel good having an employee like you in my department. I’m not sure what I am going to do about this.” He states.
“Am I in jeopardy of losing my job over this?” I ask
“I don’t know. I have to talk to HR about this issue. Your instructions are to go home for the rest of the day. Get what you need from your desk, leave your personal possessions and go home.” He says.
“I want you to know that I didn’t mean any harm with these emails. I had staff that was unhappy, a company/department that was unwilling to support me in making changes to keep the staff happy. I felt that if they were looking and I was looking it did not hurt to keep each other in mind. In addition, 4 of your other staff are currently looking also and one has a job offer that he is really considering. I understand your sense of betrayal, but maybe the bigger picture here is that 50% of the staff in this department is new and the other half is looking for new jobs.” I said.
“Do you realize that if you and your staff had all gotten jobs based on these (points at emails) job postings that I could have lost my whole AAA department at once? Did you care about the position you would put the company in if the entire AAA department was gone in a matter of days? How did you think I would react to this news?” He asked.
“To be honest, I really never thought you would find out. I thought that those that had come to me would stand by me and visa versa when the time came. I never thought it would come to this. I would never just walk out on a job like that. I have always given ample notice, however, that doesn’t seem to be what is bothering you. I’ll get my things and go. What should I do about work tomorrow?” I asked
“I’ll call you later today and let you know what the situation is. I’m very disappointed in you. I really never thought you could do something like this.” He stated.
I ended up going back to my desk, shutting down my computer, getting my personal files from my desk, grabbed my purse, lunch and cell phone and left. As I was walking out I saw a friend of mine and told her that I needed her to walk me to my car. I told her everything and she prayed with me. She kept telling me it would be alright and not to worry.
I went home and called my husband who was great and understanding, but at the same time said that he thought what I did was not right, but that he didn’t think I would get fired. I fretted all day long, paced the floor, cleaned my house, and prepared my resume. I had made a decision that whether or not they took the job from me I was going to resign. I put my resume out on the web, called a few agencies and prayed a lot. I knew what was coming and I knew the only way to get through it was with the help of God.
About 4 pm that afternoon my boss called “Come in tomorrow at 9 a.m., not before, come straight to my office and don’t talk to anyone.”
“OK.” I hung up.
That night was the most fretful sleep I had ever had. Nightmares of big dragons swallowing me whole, I kept falling off the same cliff, but didn’t hit the bottom. I tossed and turned and finally at 6 am I decided that I needed to write my resignation letter. I kept it short and to the point. I put on my big girl panties and went to the office at 9 am.
I went to my bosses office and sat down across from him waiting for the words that I knew would come. I waited and he said nothing, and I waited some more and still he said nothing. I finally asked “What is going on here? You asked me to be here at 9 am and I am here, so can you please tell me what is going on?”
He said “I’m waiting for two others to show up.”
“Oh, OK.” I said.
Finally the two other participants made it to the meeting. A representative from HR and my boss’s boss. I knew it was bad. They came in and shut the door. I was sitting by the wall and felt trapped because I was not close to any sort of exit. The HR rep pointed to my boss and said “Please begin.”
My boss starts “We are here because you sent out emails of job opportunities outside the company to those to work below you. You violated my trust and the trust of the company.”
I stopped him “I know why I’m here. I know what I have done. I also know that I am the only one here that is rooting for me. Can we just get down to what the final decision is?”
He was taken aback. I could tell he wanted to re-tell the whole story so that I would know once and for all that all three of them thought of me as scum of the earth. He finally said “OK. I think in light of the situation and the fact that you have totally beating down the morale of the department, your employment should end.”
I asked “Can I say something in my defense?”
The HR rep said “Sure, go ahead.”
I start “I knew that this was the decision that was going to be made. Something in my mind told me that I would never again set foot in this building as an employee of this company. However, before I get the walking paper that I know is in your hand (pointing to HR rep) I would like to say that I alone did not beat down the morale in this department. It has been low since before I got here. Upper management does not recognize the issues and the fact that 50% of the department has been here less than 3 months and the other half is looking for jobs, which I have not sent them, should tell each of you very clearly that there is more on an issue here than me forwarding job opportunities onto other employees. Having said that, I am not going to defend what I did. I’m not admitting that it was right or wrong, but I am willing to give my resignation effective immediately. I will sign whatever papers I need to sign and we can call it a clean break. The only thing I ask is that my employment record shows it was a voluntary termination.”
All three looked back at me with jaws to the floor. Then the HR rep said “I believe that is fair. We are also willing to pay you through the end of the month. All you have to do is sign here.”
I said “I don’t want the payment, I don’t want the money. Please just give me the paperwork and I’ll sign now. In addition, I would appreciate it if I could clean out my personal belongings without having someone over my shoulder. I would be happy to have the boxes searched before I leave, but I do not want to have to hurry and do this.”
Fine by them. I signed the papers, got my copy and went to my cubicle. I got three paper boxes and filled them up with the pics of my kids, and other personal belongings. I called my friend who I had seen the day before and asked her to help me carry them to my car. She came down and I went to my boss’s boss office and asked if he would like to go through the boxes to ensure I was not taking anything vital?
He asked me to step in and shut the door. “I really hate that it came to this. I don’t think it is fair, but I have to respect the decision that has been made.” He said.
I looked awestruck. I asked “If you didn’t agree with the decision, then why did you allow it to happen? You are XXX’s boss and have the ability to override his decisions. By allowing him to get rid of me you have basically given him the power to get rid of anyone who does not fit his needs.”
“I think that you have got your stuff. Your friend can walk you out to your car. Please give her your badge when you go.” He stated.
I left, without another word. I felt relieved and betrayed and hurt. I am still dealing with this stuff today.
Not a day goes by that I don’t relive some part of that day in my mind. Just like not a day goes by that I don’t relive the death of my first love by a car accident. That is why nothing in my life is routine. Nothing is calm. Nothing is easy. All the things I do to make it look under control and in order are just covering up what is really happening inside my head which is screaming out for someone to listen.
Since this incident I have found a new job at a place I really love. The whole last year has been about healing for me. Healing from so many hurts in my past, my divorce, my relationship with my mother/father, my loss of my first job, and the over all sense of failure that I wake up with nagging at me on a daily basis. I know that I will never completely get rid of this fear of failure, nor will I ever get rid of the nagging voice in my head saying that I can’t do it. I do know that now I have the power to ignore that voice, but so many days that voice wins and I belittle myself.
My prayer: That my kids don’t grow up like me. That they are better adjusted than I am. That they are able to see the good in themselves despite what others think about them.
Sorry for the long post, but I have needed to deal with this for a while. Thanks for listening.
Tuesday, July 11, 2006
A new day
I want to apologize for it being so many days since my last update. Seems like about the time I get ready to update the blog something happens and I just don’t get a chance to do it. Since my kids have come home from their vacation at my folk’s house we have been busy playing catch up and also just enjoying time together. I think I missed them more this year than any other year that they have gone to their house.
I have picked the next book for Bookworms. It is a book I read about three years ago. It is really good and inspiring. It was part of Oprah’s book club when she was still doing that several years ago. I have included the link to Amazon if you want to purchase it from there.
I have also been bad about updating Connections. I just can’t seem to really get into the daily posting. I will get it up and running more consistently this next week as I have a couple of days off and will be spending time with my children, but also will be taking care of some tasks like this.
Did any of you read about the guy who more than a year ago traded a red paper clip for something else and eventually ended up with a house? How crazy is that that he was able to trade something so small for a free home. I believe his blog is located on Blogger and it is really worth a look at what he went through to get this home.
I have also been checking all the blogs to the right here on a daily basis. It seems like most of us are enjoying the lazy days of summer. I looked at the calendar yesterday and realized that there is less than 4 weeks until my kids go back to school. I love having them out for the summer because there is a lot more free time, but having the structure of school work and such in the evening is good. We are able to really structure our days around that. My oldest daughter has asked to start riding the bus on her own in the mornings from our home this next year. She is 10 and will be 11 this fall. I am torn. My DH thinks that she is ready for the responsibly, but I am not sure. She is still a little girl in my eyes, even though her body is changing and she is growing up. I am sure I was about her age when my parents started leaving me at home alone to catch the bus to school, but I am just not ready for that. We will have to discuss it more before the school year starts.
Well, that is about all that I have been doing. Keep updating the blogs. They are my daily therapy in my crazy world.
Blessings,
Lisa
I have picked the next book for Bookworms. It is a book I read about three years ago. It is really good and inspiring. It was part of Oprah’s book club when she was still doing that several years ago. I have included the link to Amazon if you want to purchase it from there.
I have also been bad about updating Connections. I just can’t seem to really get into the daily posting. I will get it up and running more consistently this next week as I have a couple of days off and will be spending time with my children, but also will be taking care of some tasks like this.
Did any of you read about the guy who more than a year ago traded a red paper clip for something else and eventually ended up with a house? How crazy is that that he was able to trade something so small for a free home. I believe his blog is located on Blogger and it is really worth a look at what he went through to get this home.
I have also been checking all the blogs to the right here on a daily basis. It seems like most of us are enjoying the lazy days of summer. I looked at the calendar yesterday and realized that there is less than 4 weeks until my kids go back to school. I love having them out for the summer because there is a lot more free time, but having the structure of school work and such in the evening is good. We are able to really structure our days around that. My oldest daughter has asked to start riding the bus on her own in the mornings from our home this next year. She is 10 and will be 11 this fall. I am torn. My DH thinks that she is ready for the responsibly, but I am not sure. She is still a little girl in my eyes, even though her body is changing and she is growing up. I am sure I was about her age when my parents started leaving me at home alone to catch the bus to school, but I am just not ready for that. We will have to discuss it more before the school year starts.
Well, that is about all that I have been doing. Keep updating the blogs. They are my daily therapy in my crazy world.
Blessings,
Lisa
Friday, July 07, 2006
Favorite Foto Friday
I have seen on a couple of other blogs where bloggers have posted pics every Friday with a little story behind what the picture is about. This picture is from last September when my oldest daughter got baptized. It was such a special day and a special event. You never realize how much faith your children have until they take that step to give their testimony in front of others.
My daughter is the one with the "piggy buns" hairdo in front.
My daughter is the one with the "piggy buns" hairdo in front.
Monday, July 03, 2006
4th of July
My kids are home and I am once again feeling so complete. I loved having time away from them, but I really am much more at peace when they are here.
Here's hoping that you all have a safe and fun 4th of July.
Blessings,
Lisa
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