Changed My Mind

I know..How so like a woman to change her mind. But as much as I would relish the opportunity to make some money. I hated that site. So here I am back in action. New post tomorrow. Please ignore my indecisiveness.

I have moved sites

I moved because I have an opportunity to earn money with my writing. I know that sounds jaded, but I am a single mom and I need any money I can get. I hope you join me at the new place.

http://thereallifedramaqueen.today.com/

DARK IN THE PARK ON A LARK

Yeah I know the title is cheesy, but hey, what can I say? It was what actually happened. This weekend, my oldest. The fifteen year old that will be sixteen in about a week, eek!, brought me a paper. He then said, "Mom, can I go on an Easter egg hunt?" Before looking at the paper, I looked at him like he was crazy. He laughed and said "Read the paper. There is going to be prizes. I want the Xbox."

Right then, everything made sense. The local park was having a huge Easter egg hut for kids between sixth and twelfth grade. Each child or teen had to pay five dollars. I thought, what the hell. Left the young monster with a friend and headed off to the park with the oldest. The next thing I knew, I was in the midst of about 500 teenagers. 98% of them did not have a parent with them. Yep, even in the boonies, parents drop and run. Crazy. There was a D.J. and lots of loud music. It was actually fun watching the kids dance like mad. They were all waiting for it to be dark. I forgot to mention it was a nighttime egg hunt.

500 teenagers, 500 flashlights, 7,000 Easter eggs and 700 prizes. It was chaos when they let them all take off. The biggest prize was the before mentioned Xbox that my son wanted. He ended up with a bag of candy and grape flavor chap stick, which I teased him and said was meant for a girl.

I ended up being recruited to help supervise, surprise, surprise. Have you ever been at the bottom of a hill full of prize filled eggs and watched hundreds of teenagers charge down that same hill towards you? Rather intimidating. Just glad I wasn't an egg.

How was your weekend?

Time Flies

Why is it.. when you are bored..everything seems to take forever, yet when you are busy time flies? It seems to move at such a rate of speed that you feel like you are getting behind instead of ahead or running on schedule. Maybe time is truly a perception and not an actuality. Been super busy this week. So busy that I honestly can't believe it is Thursday and wonder what has happened to my week.

Thanks to Dixie, I am officially hooked on Dancing with the Stars. That is one of the luxuries I allow myself. So I watch it online on Tuesdays. That takes care of one relaxing time this week. But everything else. Pretty much a blur.

I sell on eBay, so many trips to the post office. Trips to the bank. I even held my first flea market show this week. Except to the setting it up and the hauling of all the stuff there, I had a total blast and the day just flew. The flea market actually proved to me that there are still genuine nice people out there. Since I didn't think it through, such as bathroom breaks, socks, food and coffee. So there I was freezing and one lady brings me socks. She said I was making her colder. Cracked me up. Another lady brought me coffee. One man was nice enough to watch my booth so I could run to the ladies. THANK GOD! and yet another man like our conversation so much he brought me breakfast.

Well, off I run again. Another trip to the Post Office and bank. Then I think I will treat myself with some shopping. Hey, what can I say. Down deep I am such a girl.

Raining and Pouring

Well folks, when it rains it pours. Been absent again. This time both of the kids were and are still sick. The youngest managed to acquire tonsillitis and the oldest caught my strep. So tons of fun here in the Queen's household. You would think being a Queen there would be some help, but then I remember, mine is a tiny kingdom. All the people in it are sick. The only person not physically ill is me and I am sick in the head.

Had to take the little one to the emergency room. Pretty sure going to have to go again this afternoon to take the oldest. Too bad they don't give you frequent flyer miles for going to the hospital.

Back In The Saddle Again

I must say in complete honesty, it is much better not being sick. So I am back up and running.

I know that a lot of us run through our days and they end up in such a blur. Can you even remember the little things that made you smile that day? Were there any little things? Could something as tedious as going to Wal-Mart be fun? Just some simple ordinary questions.

To answer at least one: YES! Sometimes I am so busy that I think life is passing me by at such a rate of speed that I sometimes have to actually figure out my age. Not a joke. But today. No matter how dramatic the post office was, the only one in there and still had to wait an hour, not joking. And no matter how time consuming grocery shopping can be, not to mention annoying. I was still able to enjoy my day. Now you might be asking yourself this, "How could she have a good day after being stuck in the post office for an hour and then have to go grocery shopping?"

Well I am going to answer that for you.

Along for this painful outing with me was my undaunted 6 year old. Oh, I heard mom's cringe when they read that. Yep, I had my little man with me. All in all, he was great. Had one small moment, but the rest of the time, he is the only reason I am positive tonight. While waiting on the silly machine to be fixed at the post office, we went for a walk. Nothing major. Since I live in the country and the nearest town is super tiny, wasn't far to walk. We walked to the corner store (literally a corner store), got something to drink then heading back to see if the machine was working. It wasn't. So we packed up our packages, all twenty of them, back into the trunk of the car (did I mention, little man helped carry the boxes?). And off to yet another tiny town in the boonies to see if their post office would work. Thankfully it did. We then left that town for a country drive to the closest town with a Wal-Mart.

This is the fun part. All my little guy wanted was one of those bouncy balls. I would say about the size of a soccer ball maybe. So I gave in and said yes. I couldn't be more thankful. The rest of my shopping, which by the way could have be horrible with a 6 year old running wild with a ball, but it wasn't. Instead, the ball was put under his shirt and I was treated to him walking around saying "Get in my belly!" I tell you, I tried not to laugh to hard. Some employee stocking the freezer about dropped his box of food cracking up at him. An older woman dropped her bread and a young couple asked if he was for sale. Jokingly of course. That was my highlight.

It made a painful trip to the post office totally worth it.

Stalled Engine

It never fails. Just when I am getting back into the swing of things. Drama, crap. Whatever you wish to call it happens. Guess that would explain the title of my blog. Duh? I disappeared again. But this time in my defense I was in the hospital for two days and in bed sick the other two. Denying the fact that I needed to go to the hospital or trying to not go. I caught strep throat. A normal sickness. Usually.

And since I have had it before I usually know how to handle it. But this time it nearly killed me. No joke. I finally went to the hospital when I was finally able to see my throat and see what I had going on. I went to the ER and they treated me. Shot me in the bum with the world's worst shot. Even the nurse said it was the worse shot she had to give. It is apparently a time released medicine, so no more taking ten days of penicillin. For all the pain it caused my butt, you would think it would work. Nope. No such luck. At least for this drama queen. Nothing is ever normal for me.

I end up even sicker. Can't even hold down water. Finally officially dehydrated. I get someone to take me to the ER yet again. Have you ever went to see a doctor for strep and he looks at your throat and literally jumps back and says "Holy Shit!"? Well I have. My throat scared the doc. He fixed me up though. I am still sick. But now I am able to stay awake for about an hour at a time. Feeling better, but not feeling well. So, I will be back. Just need a wee bit more rest.