PRINCSSIS SPEAKS...you may listen

Anyone who knows me and my family will know that I am "Princess Sister" to my three younger brothers. I'm a fairly quiet woman, so when I have something to say, I expect to be heard. I mean no disrespect or place myself on any kind of pedestal. My brothers gave me this name, so I honor them by using it.

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Friday, March 17, 2006

So proud..



CJ's birthday party with his friends was tonight. He decided he wanted to go see "The Shaggy Dog" movie and wanted a shaggy dog cake. I was a bit perplexed by the notion of making this cake. As you can see, I did my homework at the Wilton website and it turned out pretty "doggone" good, if I do say so myself!

It's funny. All through the movie I was looking at the dog thinking about how I could've done the cake differently.

We had an early dinner (pizza) and then had cake (I hated to cut it!) and CJ opened gifts. We then went to an early movie to take advantage of special pricing. I had another mother help drive since I don' t have a van. The kids were all very well behaved throughout the movie. Now, a couple of the boys are spending the night. They have popcorn and a movie. Hopefully soon, they will be settling down a bit.

This was a great theme for a party. I found ideas for decorations, treat bags and such at http://www.birthdaypartyideas.com. There were great ideas for watching movies at home, too. Some suggestions indicated the theatre did special things for parties. I wished our theatre was a little more accommodating and allowed the kids to see how the film is projected onto the screen. Oh, well. We all still had fun.

Tuesday, March 14, 2006

Is there a doggy heaven?

Yesterday was a sad day here at the castle. One of the royal pets was very ill and we had to let her go to doggy heaven. It all happened so fast. Within just a couple weeks, she lost so much weight and at the end couldn't stay standing for long. She would've been 10 years old in June. She was a great pet and mother to many pups. She had a great disposition - wonderful around kids.

CJ took it pretty hard, but he was able to give her "a proper goodbye" with treats and a hug. As I tucked him into bed last night, he said, "Mom, I feel like I didn't tend to her the way I should've. Tell Dad I'll start taking care of the kennel." We still have one of the pups, now nearly 5 years old and the sire, who is in the house. Today after school, CJ went straight to the kennel and cleaned it out. We'll see how long this lasts. Don't get me wrong, he has good intentions on keeping with it, but knowing CJ, once the weather gets better and there's more fun things to do.... well, like I said, we'll see. I commend him for taking the initiative to take responsibility for this job.

Thursday, March 09, 2006

9 years ago....

...I was sitting in my recliner, feeling bigger than a barn, pregnant with my first child. The due date was 10 days away, but by that Sunday evening, I was getting frustrated. I had taken Friday off work feeling like something was about to happen. All weekend long, I was waiting for that moment when a pregnant woman says, "Honey, it's time to go."

As my hubby (AR) was getting ready for bed, he asked me if I thought I would be going into work the next day. I remember exactly our next words. "I might as well, cuz I guess this baby's never coming out!" He replied, "You won't have to worry about that. You're having the baby tomorrow." And off to bed he went.

I sat in the chair, wondering what in the world he thought. Why did he say such a thing? What does he know? For all my luck, the baby would be 2 weeks overdue!

Now, by the end of my pregnancy, I required numerous pillows to support my back, belly, knees, oh, and head! I was sleeping in the guest room, where I could have all the space I wanted. That Sunday night, at Midnight, I awoke.

I had the feeling my water had broke, but I wasn't sure. I called the hospital and they told me to walk around for 30 minutes to see if I had any leakage. I woke AR and he got in the shower. I called back to the hospital with my symptoms and was told to come on in. I'll spare you all the details, but it took me a while to get dressed, and call GranDee and GraNee. I remember the 30 minute ride into town. It seemed as though AR was driving our Chevy pick-up truck over every single bump in the road! Why did we have to take the truck?


I arrived at the hospital at about 2am. I was leaving my pain relief options open, but wanted to try to avoid an epidural. I did submit to a dose of Nubain in my IV. I had never had any kind of drug intraveneously and I remember the room spun for a couple minutes. WOW! Pretty soon, my contractions stopped. That was wierd. I was given pitocin, I think, to start the contractions again. At 6:36am, my first child, my son, was born. AR was right! It was so exciting! Little did we know how our lives would change!

CJ's 9th birthday is tomorrow. I usually don't work on a Friday, but I was asked to work tomorrow as two of my co-workers will be out of the country at a seminar. I agreed to work as long as I could leave by 3pm. CJ's grandparents will come to our home for a spaghetti dinner (AR's homemade sauce is simmering now - sorry, BG, there is a difference in spaghetti sauce) and an Illini basketball cake. Then, we have to root on the ILLINI in the Big Ten tourney.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, CJ!

Thursday, March 02, 2006

"Safe" place!

I found it! The CD disk I was looking for was definatley in a "safe" place - in the safe at the tavern!!! Geez, I don't know if I left it there purposely or if I didn't pick it up when I originally saw it (it was left there for me by my business partner when he got the mail) and someone put it there. Oh, well. I have it and making progress on getting caught up entering the information into the computer for the accountant.

I don't know why I do this to myself. I always wait till the last minute and then I'm rushing to get something done. If I would only do a little at a time, I would stay caught up through the year and there wouldn't be so much to do at the beginning of the calendar year (when things are still hectic from the holidays). UGH.

Oh, well. It gave me something to blog about. I know I'm not the only one, anyway.