reality sucks

today i take a second and look in the mirror at myself ,and i see what i thought at first was a smudge of dirt or newspaper print -something other then what it was - a wrinkle ! OK so i have seen a gray hair once or twice not many .but this is not one of those ones that happens when you smile or anything nice. it is an honest to goodness wrinkle !
i don't get wrinkles i am not old nor am i getting there .my brother in law said the other day "aren't you almost 40" no i am not ! almost 40 is 39 and 9 months !
little C says don't worry it will go away .i told him no it wouldn't because this was an old lady wrinkle he assures me that God will make it go away because God takes away his wrinkles from the bath tub all the time. oh if only i was in the tub too long .

my very bad no good horrible day

so today is the day that i have truly lost it . i have been working on it all this time . it has been building .i have been grumpy i have been short i have not been a fun person at times to be around this past week. but today the sleep deprivation and stress of moving and having my two - well make that three when you add daddy,have caught up with me .
i have lost my happy positive out look on my life and i am just a grump! its not that i can point out one thing that really sent me over the top . its not that at all . it is the accumulation of everyday life plus moving stress and fighting kids, pulling teeth for everything, tons to do overwhelming-ness of it all - i am a number one big time grump- very few things have come out of my mouth today that i don't wish i could take back . i have no patience with anyone . really I even bug myself - and we all know how great i am - so that must really mean that i am bad
then Julie tells me to link to a blog she has on her page about a sweet little girl she knows who has passed away from cancer - cancer that she has had just about her whole short little life . i feel so shallow and pathetic and blessed all at the same time. how can i complain about the fact that i am stressed when this poor poor little girl has lived in pain her whole life and that mother - to have to bury her daughter and then try to cope and still tend to her other children and explain to them what has happen - -
please do the link to link thing and read the past week of this child's life then hug your own and thank God for every single demand ,ounce of stress ,fit and mess that your healthy happy and alive children give you .because i know i did
someone somewhere is always having a worse day then you are .
Thank you God for my life

STORY TIME

Once upon a time there was a wife and mother who tried her hardest to to stay on top of everything . She would try to make sure that her husband and children were loved and taken care of .That they knew their true value to her and their place in her heart . She would take time to play with and nurture them. She worked hard on doing her household chores .The bills the dusting the cleaning the cooking. There was one thing that never got to see as much of this poor woman as it demanded of her .Something in this perfect house, this seemingly perfect life, that was never happy . It was the laundry room . That room was a ominous room one that could suck her in.Drain her of joy and happiness .

Try as she could she was not like her friends. That would be able to say how happy they were to see the bottom of their laundry basket .This poor poor woman never saw the bottom of a laundry basket unless it was the day she bought it and brought it in the house to fill .

One day as she was locked in the dungeon(laundry room),and she looked down into her Tide bottle and saw a very small very clean and shiny man .

Odd she thought a man near a laundry room .

So she asked him how he got there and if he wanted her to help him out of the Tide bottle . He told her that he had fallen in one day and could not get out but that if she would get him out she would be greatly rewarded .

Well she thought 2+2= laundry fairy .So why not? She of all people could use a laundry fairy no more wash, nothing to fold, nor iron .Nothing to soak or Shout .Nothing to hang .How grand ! So she freed that very small very clean and shiny little man with lighting speed .Waiting hoping, dreaming of how much nicer life would be with out the hassle and worry of the laundry dungeon . Out popped this spring fresh man right before her very eyes . He said to her "My dear kind and self less woman thank you for freeing me from my bottle" ."I see you in this tiny room day in and day out" ."You come in and spend countless hours of your life here ."I can tell you really enjoy this room" -she started to correct him - but he continued - "my reward for you, my gift for you will make your life so much happier it will bring you so much joy" - get on with it she thought - "I give to you a gift ....

POOF suddenly another washer and dryer appeared and POOF never ending laundry baskets .She stood there speechless, shocked ,confused - what happen to her laundry fairy ? No more wash no more ironing ? Before the very small very clean and shiny man disappeared he told her that because she enjoys doing the wash so much his gift to her was all the laundry she could ever handle. Enough laundry to keep her in dirty socks and shirts for the rest of her life .then POOF he was gone

The moral of this story ladies is

If you ever see a man in the laundry room ...

LOCK HIM IN !

the smell of cardboard

aaahhhhh! the smell of cardboard ... it waffs(sp) through my house .the stale musty smell that i cant get out of my nose .its just great (sarcasm)-i cant wait to get home and get a chocolate candle from triple scent ! nothing i have here can make my house smell like anything other then cardboard and homemade cookies or cardboard and peach cobbler or cardboard and ...you get the point - and yes i like food candles
we have packed the playroom minus a few things that can go in a toy box and get tape shut the boys room and living room are both packed the kitchen is getting there the bathrooms are next and i only have 12 days left !
my room (ominous music) is the last frontier i am dreading it - as anyone in my life will tell you my room is the black hole . it is and always has been a mess - you know how it is. you start cleaning at the front of the house and work your way back and well folks my bedroom is not at the front .
i am sending the boys to vacation bible school next week and that is the time that i and the hubby will tackle the bedroom (not that way you sickos ) and garage .
the kitchen,pantry/laundry room i can do at night when the rest of the world sleeps . (as i sit and blog at 1am) i am confidant that the when the day to load the truck comes .i will be ready !
but then again i am the same person that is confidant that one day i will find a very small very clean and shiny man in my Tide bottle (read story time)

my movers

so everyone that moves ,needs help, movers ,workers .well the Humphrey family is no different then the rest of you .my movers are great their names are

Roscoe

and Rico

i know that they don't look like they do much but i can tell you that we got 10 boxes done before this game was done .

they came up with the names on their own and i got to be the boss !

and little c even talked with a twang when we played

so i have all the help i need

ha ! sure

those 10 boxes will be opened tomorrow

tid bits from the boys

so as we sit eating dinner the little c wants to know

momma what does God do for fun ?

ya'll know the angles bowl (thunder) and flick the light switch on and off (lightning)

but what about The Big Guy ?

so that starts all things sports -baseball, hockey,basketball ect

but what will make daddy,uncle Dave uncle Pete and uncle Eric very happy is to know that it has been decided that

God plays golf for fun .

talk about a hard tee time to get in on .

no one dares asks to play through

i bet nobody cheats during that four some and if HE does i bet nobody minds

FOUR !

hello texas

OK we have some news for those of you that don't know yet

- i don't see how anyone that knows me or any of my family or in laws have not heard the news -cause we are all excited about it - anyway

we are moving back to TEXAS !

we will be in the lone star state on the weekend of the 5,6,7 -sorry we will miss the baseball game and fireworks but we can all get together to unload the truck that weekend.

BIG FUN!
big c has been asked to join Fossil in the Dallas area .so good bye pier one discount . i know that there are two woman in my life that will morn that loss . but fear not ladies we will have another store to shop in and get great deals .

the sad thing is that we will have to move and even after the gracious offer to take the whole neighborhood with us they have all decided to stay here .with their families .we will miss the great people that we have been so so blessed to add to our list of friends .

this is a great area .at first i was in shock it was small and the frogs try to eat me and then the rain /fire/snake plagues that i have lived through -but ya know i can tell you that not once in the (almost) year we have been here have i had to deal with the air sucking dry heat that we have in Texas -and that has been nice - of course when we needed all the rain ya'll got it and now that we are coming back there will not be a drop and Georgia will have the great flood -

if that happens then i guess it must have been my fault that the weather swapped .

this is a beautiful place and if you ever get a chance to come here then do

Thank you! Thank you! Thank you !

Georgia for welcoming the Humphrey family and making us feel loved and at home

its hard being little C

so i have been told many times that

"it is hard being Christopher"

because our daddy is now working nights we have had the Hobby family over for movie nights their big sister & daddy are out of town,so we keep each other company .

so last night the little hobby (9) brought a movie over called mouse house .

poor little c kept saying

"this move is sure long"

"man this movie takes a long time"

"can we watch something else"

"this one is too long"

then today she was over & they played a game about princesses & frogs & the boys were frogs.This

"frustrated "

him because he

" didn't understand this game"

"it was a very long game"

"i don't understand the rules they change too fast "

then tonight she brought over movies that were better guy movies so it was not as hard being him until...

he wanted to write, but because he got into my purse and wrote on a door he is grounded from anything that writes till next week . so once again it was hard being him -so he tells me the best excuse i have ever heard

" but momma i need to write a song for the band ,we have to sing it tonight"

well how can you stop the band so i let him "write" his song -i really think that it is a song from scooby doo & hes a plagiarizer but i have it saved to show his girlfriends later - when he is too cool to know me

it goes like this *please don't forget to picture him doing all the coolest dance moves while he sings this*

"it's terror time again they got you running through the night, oh yeah its terror time tonight "

that's it. he wrote it & gave me back the paper & told me to send it to the band - i assured him that i would take real good care of his song .

it is so hard being me