I choose to post things on my blog that may otherwise upset the greater population of Facebook. So, if the fact that I do not wish to celebrate Valentines day upsets you, too bad! But thanks for reading my blog :)
Colt and I actually started dating a couple days before Valentines Day. Our first kiss took place 2/13/2002. The following day, one of his best friends died. He was my very sad Valentine. The next year, he and I were both working, Colt in Phoenix, me in Payson. We did a great job at being long distance lovers but couldn't figure out how to get together that day. I think that's when I decided that I really, honestly didn't care whether we celebrated the holiday or not.
Do I wish that Colt would be more romantic sometimes? Sure! But do I want the Calender to tell him when he should be? No! I really do not like to commercialize my marriage. I don't need flowers, or chocolate, or jewelry or anything to confirm my Husband's feelings for me. He really does a great job showing me he loves me on a very regular and steady basis.
That's it! That's my rant!
Saturday, February 16, 2013
Saturday, February 9, 2013
Complicated
One night while working in Payson, the 75 year old nurse I was working with asked me; "Do you choose to complicate every aspect of your life?" I giggled when she asked then after thinking briefly, I answered "only the ones worth complicating". I ponder both her question and my response often.
I work full time, nights. I don't keep a night shift schedule I flip flop on my days off. This is complicated! But... I do it so that I can sleep with my husband because I like to! Only sleeping a couple hours after working all night when I have the next night off allows me to spend time with my boys that I wouldn't be able to spend if I worked day shift. Worth it! Especially while my body allows me to do so.
I started having kids at 19, with no college education. oops! Obviously I didn't mind because I had 2 before I was 21 and just starting college. You know what? Damen and Athan were born exactly when they were suppose to be! I don't care what kind of rules Colt and I broke, they are worth it!
I was never happy with a B in college. Working full time, raising a toddler and infant, and coping with an actually (soon to be chronically) ill husband, I could not be satisfied with a stinkin B! - Dumb! I should have cherished each and every B I earned. Now that I'm working, I realize that my As were just as good as my Bs. NOT worth it!
In my already complicated daily life, I decided to make dinner even more complicated by becoming a vegetarian. It was a decision made based on my poor health genetics. Hoping that finding protein in other sourced will help me to avoid some of the ailments that plague my parents. Hopefully worth it!
After going back and forth over the last year, I am home-schooling the boys again. Ultimately, I'm convinced this will be worth it. It is tough having them home all the time when I know other parents are getting a "break". Not that I want to ship my kids out the door 8 hours a day/5 days a weeks. But... every once in a while, a couple hours would be ok. I'm invested in homeschooling my kids. I couldn't sleep the nights Damen and Athan were born (Calvin, I did but it was magnesium induced!). I held my brand new baby in my arms and I could do nothing but stare into his face and wonder "what sort of man will you become". Over the years, I have done this repeated times, some times, in fear that I would not like the answer. Sometimes, in fear that I would not get the day to see them turn into men. I have these fears and they stay far in the back of my mind clouded by my absolute unconditional love for them. In front of these fears, I am comforted by my intuition. I am very in tune with my sixth sense and I have seen time and time again that it was given to me for protection. I do not appreciate when I am told that this intuition is ludicrous. I realize that there are many people raising their children with irrational fears. Maybe I am one of them. All I know is that I am not willing to ignore that gnawing feeling inside of me each and every day I drop my kids off at school. That feeling of "something isn't right." Every one has that feeling from time to time. I was having it every Monday through Friday from 7am to 3:30pm. NOT COOL. My children were coming home from a 8 hour day at school with an hour of homework and an evening of stress. They were being un-naturally yanked out of their warm beds before the sun came up and rushed to be ready on time to leave for a place they did not like. NOT COOL. They were bringing home tests with big Fs on them. Tests that were not on subjects that they were being given homework for. I had no idea what was going on with my children for 40 hours of the week! On top of that I work 36 hours (most of which they are sleeping). I was separated from my children for nearly 50% of their time and I was seeing no social or educational benefit. I was letting half the time I was given with my children, as children, go. The time I was blessed with to help shape them into men, slipping through my fingers. So, I complicated things. Homeschooling=Worth it.
There are so many other things I complicate. I really try to evaluate whether or not it is worth complicating. I'm not a glutton for punishment. I am obsessed with improvement. I am shooting for the stars in hopes that I will someday, reach them . I will always be judged, sometimes appropriately. Sometimes blindly. Either way, I will complicate, and be loved for it by who matters.
I work full time, nights. I don't keep a night shift schedule I flip flop on my days off. This is complicated! But... I do it so that I can sleep with my husband because I like to! Only sleeping a couple hours after working all night when I have the next night off allows me to spend time with my boys that I wouldn't be able to spend if I worked day shift. Worth it! Especially while my body allows me to do so.
I started having kids at 19, with no college education. oops! Obviously I didn't mind because I had 2 before I was 21 and just starting college. You know what? Damen and Athan were born exactly when they were suppose to be! I don't care what kind of rules Colt and I broke, they are worth it!
I was never happy with a B in college. Working full time, raising a toddler and infant, and coping with an actually (soon to be chronically) ill husband, I could not be satisfied with a stinkin B! - Dumb! I should have cherished each and every B I earned. Now that I'm working, I realize that my As were just as good as my Bs. NOT worth it!
In my already complicated daily life, I decided to make dinner even more complicated by becoming a vegetarian. It was a decision made based on my poor health genetics. Hoping that finding protein in other sourced will help me to avoid some of the ailments that plague my parents. Hopefully worth it!
After going back and forth over the last year, I am home-schooling the boys again. Ultimately, I'm convinced this will be worth it. It is tough having them home all the time when I know other parents are getting a "break". Not that I want to ship my kids out the door 8 hours a day/5 days a weeks. But... every once in a while, a couple hours would be ok. I'm invested in homeschooling my kids. I couldn't sleep the nights Damen and Athan were born (Calvin, I did but it was magnesium induced!). I held my brand new baby in my arms and I could do nothing but stare into his face and wonder "what sort of man will you become". Over the years, I have done this repeated times, some times, in fear that I would not like the answer. Sometimes, in fear that I would not get the day to see them turn into men. I have these fears and they stay far in the back of my mind clouded by my absolute unconditional love for them. In front of these fears, I am comforted by my intuition. I am very in tune with my sixth sense and I have seen time and time again that it was given to me for protection. I do not appreciate when I am told that this intuition is ludicrous. I realize that there are many people raising their children with irrational fears. Maybe I am one of them. All I know is that I am not willing to ignore that gnawing feeling inside of me each and every day I drop my kids off at school. That feeling of "something isn't right." Every one has that feeling from time to time. I was having it every Monday through Friday from 7am to 3:30pm. NOT COOL. My children were coming home from a 8 hour day at school with an hour of homework and an evening of stress. They were being un-naturally yanked out of their warm beds before the sun came up and rushed to be ready on time to leave for a place they did not like. NOT COOL. They were bringing home tests with big Fs on them. Tests that were not on subjects that they were being given homework for. I had no idea what was going on with my children for 40 hours of the week! On top of that I work 36 hours (most of which they are sleeping). I was separated from my children for nearly 50% of their time and I was seeing no social or educational benefit. I was letting half the time I was given with my children, as children, go. The time I was blessed with to help shape them into men, slipping through my fingers. So, I complicated things. Homeschooling=Worth it.
There are so many other things I complicate. I really try to evaluate whether or not it is worth complicating. I'm not a glutton for punishment. I am obsessed with improvement. I am shooting for the stars in hopes that I will someday, reach them . I will always be judged, sometimes appropriately. Sometimes blindly. Either way, I will complicate, and be loved for it by who matters.
Wednesday, February 6, 2013
2012....Where did it go?
Here it is.... It has been a long time coming!
As many of you may recall. Last January I made several resolutions. I accomplished many and continue to work on the rest. I refuse to pick them apart. I will work on me this year. That is all I can truly work on. My day to day actions and everything else will follow. Instead of silly resolutions, I decided to put up some pictures of my fantastic year.
January....
March.....
April....
June...
This was kind of Athan's month. We had a bit of a psychiatric awakening with our little guy when one of his "tantrums" turned into self inflicted violence. We know that we have a long road ahead of us but, we are in it for the long haul. We eliminated wheat and greatly restricted dairy in his diet and HOLY COW! What a different child he can be. We still have days where we have to fight with him (verbally and sometimes physically) but.. it's all looking up. He is as sweet as ever and if he knew that I made his issues public he would be heart broken. He is a tender heart. He dislikes himself when he loses control. We are working on it.
July...
Kids went back to school. This is not a happy day for me. As crazy as those kids drive me on a regular basis, I miss them so very much when they are in school. I love love love them and their little attitudes!
August...
I randomly had started filling out applications around the valley in late July. My way of playing the game of fate. I filled out 6 apps all across the area from Queen creek to Deer Valley. I got a call in early August (my only application response) from my most favored hospital John C. Lincoln. They wanted to interview me for a place in their CCU (Critical Care Unit). It is an ICU that also recovers open-heart surgery patients. I went, I interviewed, They wanted me! I accepted to position and the start date early in September.
Later that month, our poor Buddy was hit by a car in front of our house and I took him to be put down. We buried him at "Grandma's house" next to Bingo. :( sad, sad family.
This is the month I said good bye to my job at PRMC. I was ready for growth with my nursing career beyond what the small town hospital could offer me.
ahhhh, Christmas month. The month that I get to threaten my boy's with he good ol naughty list. I think this might be Santa's last year for the big boys. WAY too many questions this year for believers.
As many of you may recall. Last January I made several resolutions. I accomplished many and continue to work on the rest. I refuse to pick them apart. I will work on me this year. That is all I can truly work on. My day to day actions and everything else will follow. Instead of silly resolutions, I decided to put up some pictures of my fantastic year.
January....
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| Shopping , they loved sitting in the basket together, despite the look on Athan's face. |
February.....
Calvin crawled before he got any teeth. He crawled in our new house on Bonita. We said goodbye to our rental of over 4 years. The boys are still sad that they no longer live next to the Whaley's. 5 adorable little girls that became a part of their every day lives.
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| Athan's 6th birthday, before school |
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| Student of the month |
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| House on Corral |
What a CRAZY month! Started out with moving, then I took a quick trip to Virginia with Mom and Calvin to get some very much needed sister time! Only to come home to a Daddy with a subdural hematoma. Poor daddy! He helped Colt with Damen and Athan and even picked Mom and me up at the airport! All the while, his head pounding because of the bleed. Dad spent a week a St. Joes after having a very scary hematoma evacuation. I made several trips to the hospital to see him, that's what I do!
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| In Mike's military heli hanger, sitting in a HUGE helicopter! |
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| Virginia Beach |
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| Calvin loving the wind from the ocean |
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| Baby Cora |
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| Damen had a field trip to the Goat farm in Strawberry. He INSISTED that he needed full cowboy attire. Athan follows:) |
We adopted Cora from on of Mom's litters. She has a personality all her own. She snuggles Athan at night which is nice because he missed Baby doing that. We got a little more comfortable in our new home... OK too comfortable... began to feel the walls cave in. TOO SMALL!
May....
Athan graduated Kindergarten and Calvin turned 1! Calvin finally got one tooth!
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| Kindergarten Promotion |
This was kind of Athan's month. We had a bit of a psychiatric awakening with our little guy when one of his "tantrums" turned into self inflicted violence. We know that we have a long road ahead of us but, we are in it for the long haul. We eliminated wheat and greatly restricted dairy in his diet and HOLY COW! What a different child he can be. We still have days where we have to fight with him (verbally and sometimes physically) but.. it's all looking up. He is as sweet as ever and if he knew that I made his issues public he would be heart broken. He is a tender heart. He dislikes himself when he loses control. We are working on it.
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| Athan has fallen asleep in the shower a few times. Weird! |
July...
Kids went back to school. This is not a happy day for me. As crazy as those kids drive me on a regular basis, I miss them so very much when they are in school. I love love love them and their little attitudes!
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| First day of first (Athan) and third (Damen and Gwen) |
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| HEHE |
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| Damen's 8th |
August...
I randomly had started filling out applications around the valley in late July. My way of playing the game of fate. I filled out 6 apps all across the area from Queen creek to Deer Valley. I got a call in early August (my only application response) from my most favored hospital John C. Lincoln. They wanted to interview me for a place in their CCU (Critical Care Unit). It is an ICU that also recovers open-heart surgery patients. I went, I interviewed, They wanted me! I accepted to position and the start date early in September.
Later that month, our poor Buddy was hit by a car in front of our house and I took him to be put down. We buried him at "Grandma's house" next to Bingo. :( sad, sad family.
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| Saying Good Bye to Buddy the cat:( |
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| Boys randomly deciding to watch the sunset |
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| Athan took a little bit extra time at Buddy's Grave |
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| Damen earning his yellow belt! |
September...
This is the month I said good bye to my job at PRMC. I was ready for growth with my nursing career beyond what the small town hospital could offer me.
I started my new and improved job at JCL Deer Valley in the Critical Care Unit. This means that for the month of September, I was driving back and forth to work 1 hour and 45 minutes 3 or 4 days a week. AND PACKING TO MOVE AGAIN! No pictures this month!
October...
New house! Our first time living in a house that actually fits all of us. 4 bedrooms, 2 bathrooms. Andy moved into the house that we are "buying" in Payson which is perfect for his family of 3. I searched and decided on a charter school for the boys called Adams Traditional Academy. Class sizes were a little smaller than the public schools and the school's motto revolved around parental involvement. The boy's had to adjust to the whole uniform idea. Handsome!
Colt started flaring with his Crohns shortly after our move. Never ever something any of us are prepared to deal with but... we are too blessed to complain.
New house! Our first time living in a house that actually fits all of us. 4 bedrooms, 2 bathrooms. Andy moved into the house that we are "buying" in Payson which is perfect for his family of 3. I searched and decided on a charter school for the boys called Adams Traditional Academy. Class sizes were a little smaller than the public schools and the school's motto revolved around parental involvement. The boy's had to adjust to the whole uniform idea. Handsome!
Colt started flaring with his Crohns shortly after our move. Never ever something any of us are prepared to deal with but... we are too blessed to complain.
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| Colt cut off the tip of his finger while chopping an onion. Ew. |
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| Athan's own room |
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| Zombie and Military dude.....dumb |
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| Cutest monkey ever! |
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| Boy's starting a new Quarter at a new school Adams Traditional Academy. |
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| It was as good as I could do. You can kinda see them all in there. |
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| Loosing teeth all the time |
November....
Visit from family! The Greenstreets and Hillary came to Arizona! We spent some much needed time as a whole family and I loved every minute of it. I feel like I have a special bond to each one of my individual sisters. It is truly great!
Visit from family! The Greenstreets and Hillary came to Arizona! We spent some much needed time as a whole family and I loved every minute of it. I feel like I have a special bond to each one of my individual sisters. It is truly great!
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| YAY for sister time!!!! |
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| After hiking natural bridge with the Greenstreets and Hillary |
December.....
ahhhh, Christmas month. The month that I get to threaten my boy's with he good ol naughty list. I think this might be Santa's last year for the big boys. WAY too many questions this year for believers.
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| The REAL Santa! |
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| Calvin and Aunt Heather |
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| Christmas day family photo. Damen and Colt look so good in this picture. That's about all.... |
Monday, January 28, 2013
You can live without me
"I don't know how I would live without you" That is the text message my dear husband sent me after consoling one of his friends after losing his soul mate in a car accident. This of course while very sweet, was discerning to me. While I don't want him to sit around and think about how he would be able to live day to day without me, I certainly want him to know that he must.
Colt,
We plan on growing old together but it isn't our plan to make. I firmly believe that when I leave earth it will be because I was ready and knew that you would be OK without me. Your time in this life without me will just be a breath compared to the time we will share beyond this life. During our time together, we made plenty of couples jealous. There are so many people that go through their lives looking for what we have, never to find it. I consider us both very lucky for having each other for the time that we have had. With your loving heart, I know you can find love again. I know there is a person that would be honored to spend their life with you in my absence. I hope you would allow that person into your heart and into our boy's lives.
Together, we have created three of the most beautiful boys I could ever dream of calling my sons. They are my most treasured accomplishment. For them you would have to go on. Through them, I will always live on. Whether I die at 100 or tomorrow, I know I have done right in my life when I look into their eyes. They are my purpose for living. Thank you for creating them with me.
I love you so very much. More than words could ever describe. From the moment I let you into my heart it has only grown stronger. I could never ask for anyone to love me more. If I am not able to be here every morning to wake you by kissing the back of your neck, know that I will be watching over you.
Your Soul Mate
Amantha Nielson
Damen,
You made me a Mommy. From the moment I knew that you were growing in my belly, I knew what my purpose was. I plan on watching you graduate high school and college, get married and have children of you own. That is not my plan to make. I promise that I try, every day that I am blessed with my life, with your life, to make that day count. To make that day we have together bring happiness into your life. Don't ever lose you happy spirit, or your kind heart. Never change your passion for all things to be fair. Please don't grow up too quickly. I love you son. I will always be with you whether I live on this world or in the next.
Mommy
Athan,
God gave you too me when I least expected it. I wouldn't have it any other way. You have taught me more about being Real, and Kind, and opened my eyes to what awaits us beyond this life. I have never held more intelligent conversations with a 4 year old as with you. You have always had a window into another realm and I hope you never let the light quit shining into that window. I wish I knew how to make you stay a boy forever as I know that is what your heart desires. Just remember, you will always be my baby. No matter how old you grow, I will see that little boy spirit in you. Your charm eluminates from your face and always has. Please don't be bitter with the world. Appreciate your blessings, live for right now, not yesterday or tomorrow. I love you. You know that my spirit will live on.
Mommy
Calvin,
Thank you for becoming my son. I had no idea what joy you would bring into our lives until you arrived. I feel like I bonded with you before you were ever born due to our "pep talks" that I would have with you about not coming too early. You're little 4 pound body weighed in heavy in all our hearts. I am so lucky to have you complete "My Boys". You know just what look to give someone who is feeling down and you have always known when Mommy, Daddy or one of your brothers needed a hug. I love you with all of my heart. I hope with all my heart I am given the opportunity to be your Mama until you are an old man but if I'm not, I am blessed to have been a part of your life for as long as I have today.
Mama
While this maybe viewed as morbid. I find great comfort in knowing that these words will be here for the ones that would be affected most if I am to leave this life earlier than planned. I hope that those of you that read my blog would help My Boys to be the men that I have intended on raising them to be. Help Colt. He can do it, he just has to believe he can. I love each and everyone of you and I promise that I live my life to appreciate every moment I have with you.
Colt,
We plan on growing old together but it isn't our plan to make. I firmly believe that when I leave earth it will be because I was ready and knew that you would be OK without me. Your time in this life without me will just be a breath compared to the time we will share beyond this life. During our time together, we made plenty of couples jealous. There are so many people that go through their lives looking for what we have, never to find it. I consider us both very lucky for having each other for the time that we have had. With your loving heart, I know you can find love again. I know there is a person that would be honored to spend their life with you in my absence. I hope you would allow that person into your heart and into our boy's lives.
Together, we have created three of the most beautiful boys I could ever dream of calling my sons. They are my most treasured accomplishment. For them you would have to go on. Through them, I will always live on. Whether I die at 100 or tomorrow, I know I have done right in my life when I look into their eyes. They are my purpose for living. Thank you for creating them with me.
I love you so very much. More than words could ever describe. From the moment I let you into my heart it has only grown stronger. I could never ask for anyone to love me more. If I am not able to be here every morning to wake you by kissing the back of your neck, know that I will be watching over you.
Your Soul Mate
Amantha Nielson
Damen,
You made me a Mommy. From the moment I knew that you were growing in my belly, I knew what my purpose was. I plan on watching you graduate high school and college, get married and have children of you own. That is not my plan to make. I promise that I try, every day that I am blessed with my life, with your life, to make that day count. To make that day we have together bring happiness into your life. Don't ever lose you happy spirit, or your kind heart. Never change your passion for all things to be fair. Please don't grow up too quickly. I love you son. I will always be with you whether I live on this world or in the next.
Mommy
Athan,
God gave you too me when I least expected it. I wouldn't have it any other way. You have taught me more about being Real, and Kind, and opened my eyes to what awaits us beyond this life. I have never held more intelligent conversations with a 4 year old as with you. You have always had a window into another realm and I hope you never let the light quit shining into that window. I wish I knew how to make you stay a boy forever as I know that is what your heart desires. Just remember, you will always be my baby. No matter how old you grow, I will see that little boy spirit in you. Your charm eluminates from your face and always has. Please don't be bitter with the world. Appreciate your blessings, live for right now, not yesterday or tomorrow. I love you. You know that my spirit will live on.
Mommy
Calvin,
Thank you for becoming my son. I had no idea what joy you would bring into our lives until you arrived. I feel like I bonded with you before you were ever born due to our "pep talks" that I would have with you about not coming too early. You're little 4 pound body weighed in heavy in all our hearts. I am so lucky to have you complete "My Boys". You know just what look to give someone who is feeling down and you have always known when Mommy, Daddy or one of your brothers needed a hug. I love you with all of my heart. I hope with all my heart I am given the opportunity to be your Mama until you are an old man but if I'm not, I am blessed to have been a part of your life for as long as I have today.
Mama
While this maybe viewed as morbid. I find great comfort in knowing that these words will be here for the ones that would be affected most if I am to leave this life earlier than planned. I hope that those of you that read my blog would help My Boys to be the men that I have intended on raising them to be. Help Colt. He can do it, he just has to believe he can. I love each and everyone of you and I promise that I live my life to appreciate every moment I have with you.
Tuesday, April 10, 2012
My life has been crazy blessed!
So there are several reasons for not blogging for...months. But I assure you, one of these days, I Will get back on track and make it a habit. To be painfully honest, looking at my list of new year's resolutions, I am just not doing all that great. But, I'm happy. That's what really matters right?
This is sadly the same tea cup planter that I curled little 4 pound Calvin into for his newborn pictures. He doesn't mind sitting in it still but it is a painful reminder of how fast he is growing. He is crawling everywhere with the speed of light. Also, we got him a walker (new experience to us, never had one before.) and he is the funniest little guy in that thing. Full speed, runs where he wants to go and crashes into furniture like that is what it is there for. He is giving us grief with saying "dada". We have heard him say it before but he insists on calling Colt "bob". He refers to the boys as "braber" and me as "mama" even says "papa" appropriately but Colt remains "bob". It is really strange. No teeth. Who needs em? Not Calvin. He is perfectly happy gumming through life. We all adore this child! He still manages to put a smile on any one's face and light up the darkest room. Such a blessing. 
I have no Idea how to rotate these pictures. UGH. Mobile blogging is not all it's cracked up to be.
Too many times, I see a sweet photo op, and it gets crashed by these boys that don't understand why I want to take their picture. If you look in the background on my poorly uploaded picture you may spy the actual culprit of the photo bombing gene.
I can always crop a sweet picture, photo bombed or not.
This is sadly the same tea cup planter that I curled little 4 pound Calvin into for his newborn pictures. He doesn't mind sitting in it still but it is a painful reminder of how fast he is growing. He is crawling everywhere with the speed of light. Also, we got him a walker (new experience to us, never had one before.) and he is the funniest little guy in that thing. Full speed, runs where he wants to go and crashes into furniture like that is what it is there for. He is giving us grief with saying "dada". We have heard him say it before but he insists on calling Colt "bob". He refers to the boys as "braber" and me as "mama" even says "papa" appropriately but Colt remains "bob". It is really strange. No teeth. Who needs em? Not Calvin. He is perfectly happy gumming through life. We all adore this child! He still manages to put a smile on any one's face and light up the darkest room. Such a blessing. I have no Idea how to rotate these pictures. UGH. Mobile blogging is not all it's cracked up to be.Too many times, I see a sweet photo op, and it gets crashed by these boys that don't understand why I want to take their picture. If you look in the background on my poorly uploaded picture you may spy the actual culprit of the photo bombing gene.I can always crop a sweet picture, photo bombed or not.
Thursday, February 2, 2012
8 months! 20 years! What?
My baby boy is 8 months old and I cannot believe it! My baby brother and sister are 20 and I REALLY cannot believe it!!! I am in no shape to be accepting that the "babies" are full blown adults! I am seriously in denial and I'm sure that one of these days it is going to hit me like a ton of bricks.
That is all I have to say
Considering I started this post over months ago and am just now posting it.
That is all I have to say
Considering I started this post over months ago and am just now posting it.
Sunday, January 15, 2012
And the Beat Goes On!
I realize that I am a really lousy blogger and for any one that might possibly be interested in getting up-dates on the Nielsons day to day....you won't be able to do it here! Hopefully the changes that we will be making will give me some time to be able to stop, and breathe/blog every once in a while. Pictures will come later, as time goes on, I find myself not blogging because I want to post pictures but can't because I'm blogging from work or my phone. The entries are more important...for me.
Christmas was actually pretty good! We had a great time skyping with the Greenstreets and Hillary while exchanging family gifts. I so love to have the family together and if it can only happen via the world wide web, so be it! The experience did inspire me to buy a web cam so....soon there will be a Nielson skype account! Damen and Athan got some good gifts! I just couldn't top the trampoline that they got last year or the DSI from the year before but they both seemed pleased with their gifts. Damen doesn't seem like he buys the whole Santa bit which is actually OK with me! One down, two to go. I would be very relieved if Santa ceased to exist. he belief that he has no "budget" for Christmas stresses me out! We did attempt to take the boys to the North Pole via the Polar Express to help them buy into the Santa delusion but.... I'm not sure they bought it. We did have a BLAST on the train! It was the very first train ride for everyone but me! Calvin even enjoyed it until he fell asleep anyway.
New Years was a good one for the Nielson family. We had a couple friends over and stayed up past midnight. I rang in the New Year with a whole lotta kisses and a whole lotta resolutions.
I feel as if I must post these resolutions so that all that follow me can help me keep them.... These are in no certain order of importance.
1. Pay off Debt, establish Credit. Unfortunately for us, this entails filling bankruptcy. It's OK though we need a fresh start!
2. Save Money! Like in a savings account! - We are terrible at this! Terrible!
3. Visit Virginia! This is something I need to do. I need to see my sisters! SOON.
4. Disney Land! The clock is ticking....Damen and Athan are the PERFECT ages to take a summer vacation to Disneyland.
5. Loose 20 pounds.
6. Run a half marathon. This should help me accomplish #5.
7. Grow an herb garden. (I'm starting out small) Keeping one plant alive is barely an ability at this time.
8. Find more spiritual awareness. This is not a discussion topic. I have strange beliefs and negative religious feelings....I'm working on it.
9. Establish chores, allowance, and rewards system with my family.
10. Blog at least once a month.
I have high expectations for myself this year. What can I say? I do not know what I would do if I didn't.
Christmas was actually pretty good! We had a great time skyping with the Greenstreets and Hillary while exchanging family gifts. I so love to have the family together and if it can only happen via the world wide web, so be it! The experience did inspire me to buy a web cam so....soon there will be a Nielson skype account! Damen and Athan got some good gifts! I just couldn't top the trampoline that they got last year or the DSI from the year before but they both seemed pleased with their gifts. Damen doesn't seem like he buys the whole Santa bit which is actually OK with me! One down, two to go. I would be very relieved if Santa ceased to exist. he belief that he has no "budget" for Christmas stresses me out! We did attempt to take the boys to the North Pole via the Polar Express to help them buy into the Santa delusion but.... I'm not sure they bought it. We did have a BLAST on the train! It was the very first train ride for everyone but me! Calvin even enjoyed it until he fell asleep anyway.
New Years was a good one for the Nielson family. We had a couple friends over and stayed up past midnight. I rang in the New Year with a whole lotta kisses and a whole lotta resolutions.
I feel as if I must post these resolutions so that all that follow me can help me keep them.... These are in no certain order of importance.
1. Pay off Debt, establish Credit. Unfortunately for us, this entails filling bankruptcy. It's OK though we need a fresh start!
2. Save Money! Like in a savings account! - We are terrible at this! Terrible!
3. Visit Virginia! This is something I need to do. I need to see my sisters! SOON.
4. Disney Land! The clock is ticking....Damen and Athan are the PERFECT ages to take a summer vacation to Disneyland.
5. Loose 20 pounds.
6. Run a half marathon. This should help me accomplish #5.
7. Grow an herb garden. (I'm starting out small) Keeping one plant alive is barely an ability at this time.
8. Find more spiritual awareness. This is not a discussion topic. I have strange beliefs and negative religious feelings....I'm working on it.
9. Establish chores, allowance, and rewards system with my family.
10. Blog at least once a month.
I have high expectations for myself this year. What can I say? I do not know what I would do if I didn't.
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