The Right Decision

Last night, Dave was going to a baseball game that he won tickets to at work. He called and said he was going to grab a bite to eat with his buddies before they went. That's cool. No problem. My first thought after I got off the phone with him was "Maybe the kids and I can go out to eat, too."

*sigh*

But we're trying to not really eat out, and trying to save money. We're getting close to paying off everything but our mortgage, so now is not the time to start spending money on the fun stuff. So I made myself cook. I really really didn't want to. My plans for dinner did NOT sound good to me at all. But I cooked anyway. I tell you, that was a hard decision to make. But it was the right decision. (Man I hate that) So, while I know it was by no means a life-changing event, I'm still semi-proud of myself for not giving in to what I REALLY wanted to do. (Taco Bell and the Mt. Dew that goes with sounded really fantastic)

And it turns out that my hubby and his buddies didn't go out to eat after all. So when he got home to change, he got to eat dinner with us.

I guess God was giving me props for making the right decision. =)

Saturday's Agenda

Dishes. Really need to do dishes.
Laundry.
Work.
Meet to plan a wedding shower.
Work.
Cook.
More dishes.
More laundry.
Make some sort of something for Father's Day.

Sounds fun, doesn't it?

Today's To-Do

So I found out last night that my uncle might be "dropping" by today (it's a 1200 mi drive, so maybe it'll be tomorrow that he gets here). Crap. My house. Is. A. MESS. So here I sit, not quite in a panic, but nearly. Today's agenda: CLEAN my house! I know, I know. That's a little vague. But it can't be helped. I don't have time to list everything individually. ;) So I'm off. Wish me luck.

Back to the To-Do List

I've decided to get back to the daily to-do list. I think I'm a lot more efficient when I have a list to check things off of. (I hope I'm not the only one that puts things on the to-do list that have already been done, just so they can be crossed off) I have a lot to get done in the next week and a half, so I really need to be more efficient. Hopefully this will help. I NEED it to help, Dudes. Seriously. I fail lately. And if I'm getting things done more efficiently, then there's more time for the fun things in life, and boy do my kids need some more fun in their lives. I'm ready. I'm quite sure they're ready. Let's do this thing! (don't remember where that quote is from, but it fits quite nicely, don't you think?)

I think that if I'm going to become more efficient, I'm going to have to set myself some limits. Particularly with internet usage. I'm going to give the timer method a go. Set the timer, and I have to get everything done in that time or it waits until tomorrow. Yikes. That's going to be a little tough. It's so easy to get sucked into the computer and all it's secrets for, like, hours. Yeesh. That's not happy. I'm not sure yet what my limit will be. I DO have some things that HAVE to get done, so I need to leave enough time for those things, but not too much more. Hmm.... I guess it'll take some trial and error to figure out a good amount of time. But hopefully it'll help me like I'm hoping it will. We shall see. Let the games begin.

One More Thing

So, TMN (TheMommiesNetwork, for those of you lame enough to NOT know ;) ) is always looking for more bloggers. I've thought about it before. I always remind myself how inconsistent I am, and forgetful, and lazy, and BUSY. But here I am, thinking about doing it again. And I only post on my own personal blog (which I'm sure not many of you are going to actually read) every once in a while. So I probably shouldn't do it. But I DO like to write, though I am not nearly as witty as Miss R. or as sarcastic as Miss M. I'm probably a pretty lousy writer (It's so hard to judge myself). But I'm still thinking about it. I am my own worst enemy. *sigh* Sometimes (okay, maybe all the time) I wish I had someone that would just make my decisions for me. Anyone want the job?

I drive myself crazy. So I hate to think what I do to the rest of you... (please keep your answers to yourself)

April Challenge

Most of you already know this, but I have issued myself a challenge. And y'all know I can't turn down a challenge. I've committed myself to getting up before the rest of the fam. to get a workout in. I'm still trying to hit the gym every day that I can, too, so 3-5 days a week, I'm exercising twice!

I had to miss the 2nd (craft fair... I was already getting up too early) so I started a day early. So far I'm 4 for 4. I'm always glad that I got up early. The day usually seems to go a bit better. But the getting up part is REALLY hard. I have trouble getting up at 7, so getting up at 6 is killer. I know, I know.... other people get up that early, or earlier, all the time. I'm lame. I can't help it. ;)

I really hope that by the end of April I will be more in the habit of getting up earlier, so it'll get easier. I hope. It'll totally get easier, right? Right. That's what I thought.

Yikes.

Funny Kids

My kids crack me up. Let me tell ya. They are so stinkin' funny. I have no idea where they get their goofiness. Must be from Dave... (are you picking up the sarcasm that I'm putting down?) On Saturday, I had been gone most of the day. When I came home, the first thing I saw was Nathan rocking out on his paper jams guitar. He was wearing his favorite shirt, a green dress shirt. It was totally unbuttoned. His hair was spiked. It was SOOOO funny. So I put the groceries away like a good little housewife, grabbed the camera, and took my place in the audience.


This is one good lookin' kid. I think I'm in trouble when he hits Jr High and High School...


Isabel opted to lecture (imagine that) rather than put on a concert when it was her turn. She has decided that the whole family will take turns caring for her tiny stuffed penguin. One week at a time. She wrote down what needs to happen daily. VERY thorough instructions. It's what she does...


Bringing out the goofy side of her lecture...


THEN it was Alex's turn. He of course started to throw a tantrum because he wanted to play Nate's guitar. But we convinced him to use his own, and Rock he did. He's even got the rocker stance down. Try to ignore Isabel... she dashed into the picture. (I'm rolling my eyes, so you can too...)


What a family. It was quite the "show" Too bad you missed it. ;)