In the interest of pointing and laughing at myself, I thought I would dissect and analyze a To-Do list of mine from earlier this week:
Bus At 6:45, see onto the bus 5 fed, dressed, hair-combed, teeth-brushed, dishes-put-away, backpacks-and-lunches-packed teenagers. Laugh maniacally as I wave to the busdriver.
Critter Care Water to the rabbits-let Annabelle out of the barn-scoop worst of manure out of barn-let chicks out of hut into Chick Shack-top off chick feed and water-check swelling of Finn's nether-regions.
Drop Off Daniel At 8:20, see into the car 1 fed, dressed, hair-combed, teeth-brushed, dishes-put-away, backpack-and-lunch-packed preteen. Drive to school 20 minutes away. Laugh maniacally as he disappears into the building.
Walk In a woefully inadequate nod to the exercise this ol' body so desperately needs, I planned on walking a few laps at the park with a friend. Unfortunately, it began raining most of the way through our first lap. As the rain fell upon us, our saunter turned quickly into a stroll, the heartrate equivalent, for us, of running a 5k.
Pet Store Buy 50 lb bag of rabbit feed, 3 boxes of crickets, 20 lb bag of cat food, 20 lb box of cat litter, 3 - 35 lb bags of dog food, 50 lb bag of chick feed. Wonder to self why it is chick feed but dog food.
Grocery Store Buy (cough, cough) dollars worth of groceries to pour down the throats of my 6 bottomless pit kids. Bring all groceries into house-put all food away-dispose of all questionable leftovers-flatten and put in recycle bin all the cardboard packages. Silently marvel at what a non-stop fiesta my life has become.
Make 2 Pies Make 2 banana pudding pies. One for my brood to devour in about 5 minutes after school and one for neighbor. Lick pudding and Cool Whip from my fingers. Giggle while watching goats fight over banana peels.
Get Eggs/Drop Off Food Buy weekly 4 dozen eggs from neighbor Sarah. Drop off chicken noodle casserole and banana pudding pie to her. Recall last night's conversation with husband: Fred: What are you making that casserole for? We already had dinner. Me: It's not for us, it's for Sarah. She just had a baby. F: Sarah the Amish neighbor? Me: Yes. F: How many kids is this for her? Me: 5. F: Well since we have 6, shouldn't she be making YOU a casserole? Me: That's not the point, she .... oh never mind ....
Pick up Daniel Drive 20 mins out to school to pick up youngest. Listen attentively while he regales me with tales of his day.
Make Dinner Since hubs not home, make "kids dinner" on autopilot: mac-n-cheese, hot dogs, carrots and applesauce . I know, I know, I could make this meal blind-folded with one hand tied behind my back. On rollerblades. With a fork shoved in my ear. With 6 kids making demands of me every third second. Oh wait. That's every time.
CCD Take James and Julie to CCD. Silently send up prayers of thanks to the Almighty that religious education will soon be a thing of the past for us. What? Tonight is what? Parent visitation night? Yes, I so had that on my calendar. Which is apparent from my hairstyle (finger-in-the-electric-socket-look), my make-up (as in, not a scrap), and my style of dress (ancient brown corduroys with splashes of green paint flopping soggily above my nasty barn shoes). Get literature and lecture on the Lent Triduum, with "Ideas for My Family to Celebrate" Holy Thursday, Good Friday and Holy Saturday, including but not limited to prayer and scripture reading, evening masses, Adoration with family, silence between noon and 3pm, acts of charity, fast and abstinence, afternoon masses, be peaceful....
Bad Catholic Bad Catholic Bad Catholic Bad Catholic
And where the hell did I leave my self-flagellation cat-o-nine-tails?
Decide: guilt or laughter. Choose: Laughter.
Click the brown button. It's on your to-do list.
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A Little History
Quite frankly, I don't know what I was thinking at the time. We went from 3 kids by birth to "oh, let's adopt a 4th" without a whole lot of deliberation.
While adopting said 4th (in Kazakhstan), we met a young man of 8 yrs by the name of Borya. Thought he was a pretty nice kid and years later found out we could adopt him too. Only thing was, he came as a 2-in-1 package with his younger sister Ylia. What the hay, said we, and rushed headlong into the adoption process. Again. To adopt two kids that were 10 and 13 at the time.
Started a blog to keep track of where my head was in this adoption game. When Borya and Ylia arrived home, we were suddenly the proud parents of six kids, ages 9, 10, 11, 11, 13 and 13.
That was back in 2009, but I still blog. I figure what doesn't make us laugh makes us cry, and I'd rather be laughing.
Also? We live on a farm(ish) with a few dozen critters. You're just as likely to read a post about the farming side of things as you are the parenting side. Thought you might want to know in case you have allergies or something.
As for the structure of this blog, I pretty much post on a daily basis, and I tend to be all over the place in what I write about, so if it's nice, neat and compartmentalized you're looking for, be off with you now, you won't find it here.
I do have some structure, though, I'm not a total bohemian. I roll like this:
Mon: Mirth Monday. A little somethin' to make you chuckle.
Tues: Sometimes Adoption Tuesday, sometimes A Tip For Tuesday, sometimes random thoughts.
Weds: Wordless Wednesday. Usually a photo or some artwork from myself or one of my oh-so-talented children.
Thurs: all random, all the time.
Fri: Farm Friday. Speaks for itself.
Sat, Sun: More random musings.
Feel free to explore and don't be shy -- drop me a line to say hello, and be sure to add yourself as a follower. Feeds my ego in a big way. I'm very insecure.
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