PRINCSSIS 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.

Location: United States

Thursday, August 25, 2005

I'm spent!

This week has been an emotional one. First, CJ had strep throat and already missed two days of school. He's doing much better and is on a 10 day course of antibiotics. Today, I took him to an orthodontist consult due to an impacted tooth. His left lateral incisor baby tooth was lost in November and the permanent tooth still has not erupted. His dentist recommended he see an orthodontist. Good news! The orthodontist doesn't want to do anything at this point in time. I was so worried he would give me a list of things he would want to do ranging from pulling teeth to jaw expansion. Nope. He thinks the central incisor came in a little off center and prematurely pushed out the baby lateral incisor. On the x-ray, it is very apparent that the lateral incisor is turned sideways. But, since it has not erupted, there's nothing to do at this point. After it has come in, then we can work on getting it turned. The doctor did refer him to a periodontist, however. The upper frenulum (that muscle attachment on the upper gum) seems to be in the way of the front central incisors coming together, so there is a big gap, causing the left one to be in the way of the "impacted" tooth. So, CJ may need a frenectomy. We shall see.

On another note, AR has been having a terrible time at work. He is in general maintenance for a major food manufacturer. He works on anything from unclogging a toilet to major fabrication and overhauling hydraulic equipment. When he first took the job, there were four men in the department. Since then, two have retired and one attempted suicide at home and is on medical leave. (His job cannot legally be posted for bid for a year.) That leaves AR to do four men's worth of work. The other two positions have never been posted to fill. AR believes that his boss can say he saved the company $X by not filling these positions. His (the boss') bonus is based on this number. Why shouldn't he fill the positions?

The company management had at one time agreed to hire a friend of AR's to help him temporarily. This guy has worked at the company before and knows his stuff! He would be a wonderful person to help. However, the manager has never actually gone through with the hire, so AR is buried in work. For instance, there is a piece of equipment vital to the distribution department of the plant that needs some major overhaul. The company's management says there's no money to pay for it. (A contractor would have to come in to do part of the work.) A few days after AR told his boss this needed to be done, the equipment failed. Then, AR had all kind of management personnel breathing down his neck wanting it fixed because "we have 400 trucks to load today! We need this running! When can you have it fixed?" AR is getting so frustrated and burned out. "I'm spent!" he told me the other day.

We had a discussion after that about him looking for another job. He has 19 years in at this company. He's concerned if he leaves, he won't have enough in retirement to retire when he wants (55-60). If he stays, he's confident he will meet those goals. BUT, that is 15-20 years away! I know he will not last at this company that long. He's letting them work himself to death! I literally told him this. His reply was,"well, you and the kids will be taken care of." I was drawn to tears telling him that money doesn't matter. I want him here with us. I don't care how much money I would have if he's not here to enjoy it with me and the kids. Besides, in the meantime, when he's stressed from work, it stresses the rest of the family.

He comes home in a bad mood but doesn't want to talk about it because he'll get upset and then won't sleep. Meanwhile, I'm not sleeping well, worried about him. I hate seeing him like this. I'm glad he has the sense of responsibility to work, even though he hates it, to provide for his family and allow me to stay home most of the time with the kids. Is it worth it, though? If I went to work full time, I could make as much, if not more, than he does now. But, he feels (as do I) it is important that I be home with the kids.

I just don't know how to help him see there could be a place for him somewhere else and still meet his retirement goals. Heck, maybe even surpass them! He's just stuck. He feels he has too much time in at this company to make a change. I say the time is now. Otherwise, he may not be with us at retirement age.

Monday, August 22, 2005

Update to "Mooooom.."

Well, CJ came home early from school Friday with a sore throat. His glands were swollen and tender and the back of his throat was a bit red. His temp was 99.7 degrees. I decided to take CJ in for a strep culture. The rapid result was negative. After some ibuprofen, he was feeling better. As I stated in the post below, we went to Indianapolis with his Cub Scout pack. I figured since he was feeling better and the rapid test was negative, it'd be ok.

Last night, CJ was complaining of an earache. So, this morning I decided I better check on the strep culture results (they grow it for a couple days if the rapid test is negative). You guessed it! It's POSITIVE. So, I let CJ sleep in and we'll go soon to pick up the prescription. I've called the parents of the other kids that went on the trip so they would all know, even though they knew I had the strep test done and the original result.

The moral of the story is listen to your kids when they say they feel sick. I've talked with CJ about the new boy in class and he gives me no indication there's a problem at this time.

Sunday, August 21, 2005

And behind door number 3.....

Yesterday, Saturday, I went on a trip with CJ's cub scout pack to the Indianapolis Children's Museum. I decided to take Belle with us - she's such a good traveler. Anyway, in order to be sure we could get the group rate, other friends and siblings went along. There were 13 children and 10 adults. Everyone got along well. To my surprise, there really wasn't much whining or arguing or tempers.

We drove in four vehicles, one of which I drove. I hadn't gotten much sleep the night before because Belle has been teething and was up twice in the night. She usually sleeps all night. Since I was so tired, I didn't get AR up in time to go to work (again). However, this isn't as much of a problem on the weekend. He elected not to go to work. (I didn't know this until later in the day.) I had hoped maybe he'd done the dishes I left in the sink.

As I said, we had a great time at the museum. We were there from open to close (10 am to 5 pm). We all stopped for pizza on the way home. I made a wrong turn (kinda) on the way home and thought I was lost. I used the skills my AR has taught me about our flat land here. Look for lights and drive toward them. I did. I found out I hadn't gone out of my way at all. I knew where I was and made it home safely at about 9 pm. The dishes were still in the sink.

After getting the kids to bed, AR started with his occasional list of things he wants to see done. I have a bad habit of piling papers on the dining table. He's always after me about it, especially since you can see it from the front door. He had told me some relatives will be stopping by sometime soon and he would like it cleared off. I hadn't done it yet.

He proceeded to show me why. He opened the back door. It was dark and all I could see was some dark patches in the grass. I thought the septic tank was overflowing. I never seen one overflow, but it looked as though it had. He said, "Well, you can't really see it that well." and started walking toward the garage. I kept asking, "Is it the septic?" all the while wondering how much it was going to cost to have pumped and repaired. Our town is in the planning phases of installing a sewer system.

We entered the garage and he turned on the light. There were piles of wood planks filling the garage floor. "Did it come in?" I asked, referring to the cedar siding we have on order for the house. Then, I suddenly realized what AR was trying to show me. The back yard had been excavated and there were a lot of wood planks in the garage. "Is that a deck? You didn't even discuss it with me!"

He was so disappointed. He thought he would surprise me. We had discussed putting a deck in about 2 years ago, but hadn't gotten around to it yet. We recently had a conversation about discussing big things with each other. As I mentioned, we are soon going to be siding the house (just the upper portion of the tri-level as the rest is brick). I've also been wanting to remodel the kitchen and upstairs bath. More importantly and urgently, the bathroom sink plumbing is leaking and needs to be fixed. AR told me he'd rather wait until the siding was done before tackling the kitchen. "Let's just keep one in the fire right now." I fugured we wouldn't be doing anything else.

I tried to apologize, but my initial reaction was of frustration that he hadn't discussed it with me. There are also some other financial obligations I feel are more important. I do love, though, that he wanted to surprise me. I'm just sorry it didn't happen that way.

Friday, August 19, 2005


With that intonation that you know what's coming next - "...I don't feel good." or " throat hurts." It's still the first week of school and I've already heard it. This morning, CJ woke up with a "sore throat". I looked with a flashlight, but didn't see any warning signs of strep or a significant illness. He didn't feel warm, but I took his temp anyway. 97.8 degrees. No fever. I looked through the school handbook to see what, if any, guidelines they had for illness. Nothing, so I called the school. I was told if there is no fever or vomiting, it's ok to send the child to school. So, CJ was instructed to finish dressing and go to school. "But my eyes are starting to feel hot." (He always says this when he's getting a legitimate fever.) "You don't have a fever, so try to tough it out and if your throat gets too bad, tell your teacher."

CJ's not one to "fake" an illness to stay home from school. He loves school. However, there is a new kid in the class this year, next to whom he is sitting. We have had experience with this boy during the summer on CJ's baseball team. He was always the one causing trouble. There's also another boy that was in CJ's Kindergarten and first grade classes that ended up going to another program during the first grade. He had been very disruptive in class and bullied the other kids (he's a year older than the rest since he had pneumonia during the first year he was to be in Kindergarten.) This year, I've been informed by this boy's mother, that he will be transitioned back into the regular classroom. UGH. He will spend a short time each day in the classroom, gradually increasing the time for a while.

Could CJ be having difficulties with the new boy? Does he legitimately have a sore throat? Only time will tell, I suppose.
What guidelines do you use when your child says s/he is sick and doesn't want to go to school?

Thursday, August 18, 2005


I finally figured out how to add the images from those personality tests and stuff! WOOO HOOO!

See below!

Personality Test

I got this from Blond Girl. She was right! It describes me to a "T". ("Where did that saying come from anyway?)

Here's mine:

You are nurturing, kind, and lucky.
Like mother nature, you want to help everyone.
You are good at keeping secrets and tend to be secretive.

A seeker of harmony, you are a natural peacemaker.
You are good natured and people enjoy your company.
You put people at ease and make them feel at home with you.

Monday, August 15, 2005

THOSE are your brand new shoes???

I can't believe it! Just yesterday, I bought CJ two new pairs of tennis shoes for school, which started today. We spent about an hour picking out/trying on shoes and fighting over which ones to buy. CJ wanted three pair! I knew he would outgrow them fairly quickly. Little did I know....

He wore one pair, a white and blue pair of New Balance, today. He had school for two hours. Afterwards, he went to a friend's house. This friend is a good kid - he just comes from a poor home. His mother, Rhonda, lets her kids go barefoot outside. I don't approve of that for our son. He knows this. Rhonda also lets her kids play in the dirt and get filthy from head to toe. CJ knows I prefer he not get THAT dirty. I have discussed with CJ that Rhonda allows her kids to do things of which I don't approve. He knows my rules and preferences. I feel like if he can't remember my rules while he's there, maybe he shouldn't go over there. He's also lost countless socks there.

I know kids, especially boys, like to play in the dirt and get dirty, but there's a limit in my book. CJ came home briefly today to get his rollerblades. I told him to take his shoes so he would have them to wear after he's done skating. He did. His brand new shoes. I didn't think much of it. I guess I should have. I just now noticed his shoes. The bright white shoes strings are now black and it appears he stomped in mud. We've had a little rain, but the ground is so dry there aren't mud puddles or anything. The shoes are a wreck! He's lucky he's in bed right now. I think I will get him up early to clean off his shoes. It is just ridiculous that he wears the shoes ONE DAY and they already look like they've been through hell! I'm not one to get angry easily, but........!!!! He needs a lesson in taking care of his things. Granted, I got the shoes 1/2 off after buying the other $40 pair, but they are still brand new! I can't wait till he gets to the age that he wants the $120 pair of shoes - he better have learned his lesson by then! (The same shoes will probably be $160 by that time!)

What would you do? Punish him from going to the friend's house? Make him clean the shoes? Make him earn the money it costs to buy the shoes? (He's wanting to start helping our paper lady deliver papers for $2 a day.) Any other ideas?

What a way to start the day!

It happened again. AR slept through the blaring alarm - two of them. He claims he told me he took a muscle relaxer last night. I don't remember him saying boo. How do I get him to take the responsibility of waking up in the morning? Anyway, he woke up asking if the alarm had been set. I told him it had already gone off. "What time is it?" It was time for him to be leaving. He works 30 mins. away. He flies out of bed and starts yelling (it's a wonder the kids don't wake up). He asked me to get him a clean shirt. The laundry, you see, is a battle of mine. I looked in his drawer and no shirts. I knew they were clean, but were did I put them? I don't really have a place to fold laundry except for the living room couch. I remembered I had thrown them in a basket and put them out of sight in Belle's room. I retrieve one for him. Then he starts complaining that it is wrinkled. This man's uniform has been a sore spot between us. He won't go through the trouble of ordering some more pants (he has three pair) or shirts (most have holes from welding - one even has a arm cuff literally hanging by a thread - he tore it on something). And he's worried about wrinkles??? I told him to be happy it was clean. (That was the best I could do at the moment.) So, he's off to work and will get a frequency (it's the company's form of punishment - they have a no fault policy on being even a minute late) - you get 10 and you're fired (supposedly-they have a history of bending the rules for some, depending on ???). So now I'm up and ought to be doing something else, like packing CJ's backpack - it's the first day of school today, or bookwork for my business, or cleaning the house (folding laundry?) or _________ or _______. I did take a shower, so I feel a little better. Oh, well. He'll get over it. I suppose I'll catch hell for going to a Tupperware party tonight. That's life in this castle.

Saturday, August 13, 2005

Tagged. Hum.

Thanks so much to Blond Girl for tagging me for this meme thing. (I don't even know what meme is.) Here it goes:
I really new to the area and don't get around much, so I don't have 5 people to introduce you to. I get most my info from
Blond Girl. I will include Tongue Tyed , as requested.

When did you move to the neighborhood?
I wrote my first blog on July 1, 2005. So, I'm very new to the blogging neighborhood and I'm still trying to figure out some of the idiosyncrasies going on here, like searching for blogs. I barely have the time to check out Blond Girl's site, and I find myself commenting more on hers than writing my own blogs!

What region of the neighborhood are you from?
I could say I'm a California girl, since I was born in San Diego, but six weeks later, I was transplanted to Illinois, were I grew up and still live.

What is your favorite part of our neighborhood?
I would have to say learning more about my sis-in-law, Blond Girl. We really haven't communicated much in the past, but since she's started her blog and I know ONE DAY, she, Champs and Sweet Girl will be relocating to be closer to us (Champs' family), it's been a fun way to get to know her better.

What is your favorite place to visit 'round these parts?
Blond Girl , and Heather are the main one's I visit for now.

Since I just moved into a new house, I might want to take a short trip to a local place or area. Where would you suggest in your region?
Well, as Blond Girl will soon find out, there's not much here but corn and beans! Actually, I'm still finding little places to go for quick weekend trips, or even for the day. There's a Railroad Museum that I've been meaning to take CJ to and just haven't gotten there yet. I've heard very good things about it. St. Louis is very nice. Make sure you go to the Arch - there's nothing like it. There's also the Budweiser Brewery, Grant's Farm, and the Science Museum. Of course, I can't forget to tell you to catch a ball game at Busch Stadium - Go Cardinals!
RockHome Gardens has been a local favorite, but it has recently obtained new owners, so I'm not sure what it is like now. The Lincoln Museum just opened in Springfield, but I've not been there yet, either. Good things heard about it through the grapevine, though.


The many times I've visited Blond Girl, I've noticed her Unky Mood in the sidebar. I decided to sign up and include it in my blog. I actually figured out how to do it! The very next day, I noticed my "mood" was blank. I figured it was because I hadn't selected a mood for the day, so I tried to access "UnkyMood" and it was not found! Was this a coincidence? I went on over to Blond Girl's blog and nope, not there, either! Huh. I figures that I sign up for something and then it is immediately "cancelled". What the heck? I'm just trying to get my way around this thing called blogging and my confidence is crushed! (Maybe not so much, but you know..)

Now, Blond Girl has "tagged" me and I have to answer some questions. I will in my next post.
Thanks alot! No, really, I love you.

Tuesday, August 09, 2005

How do you live your life?

I got this from Blond Girl. I guess it's fairly accurate, especially avoiding confrontation.

P.S. Forget it. I can't get it up on this post. UGH!