How do you take a pregnant woman's mind off of ripping a baby out of her stomach when she is less than a week from her due date?
I have no idea, but please tell me if you know!!!
Tracy and I have decided she needs to get obsessed over something else besides being pregnant so maybe her water will break or the time will pass by a bit quicker.
Sooooo, we will paint. I have no idea what we will paint, but she has the canvases and I have the paints so we are going to start some projects and hopefully get her mind off of her tummy. Who knows, maybe it will spear head a career move for me. Or not, whatever.
I will let you all know how this works and maybe have some great paintings to post up here.
Thursday, January 29, 2009
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
The Wait is Bugging Me!!
I do not do “waiting” or “not having something to do” very well. The aspect of being unproductive drives my nerves through the roof. So you can guess how I am reacting to being unemployed.
I have been waiting to hear if I have been chosen for a job I really want for three days now. They were supposed to let me know on Monday, but now that it is Wednesday, I find myself screaming with impatience. I have found anything I could possibly need to do and put it on a list just so I can mark it off and feel productive. Here is a sample of what my list looks like today:
1. Unload dishwasher
2. Bug man comes to spray the house
3. Get gas
4. Go to the bank
5. Write mom a check
6. Go to Dillards
7. Stop by Tracy’s house
8. Go to the gym (which has now been changed to “get a pedicure”)
9. Watch Ellen at 1:30
10. Tracy doctor at 3
Just be thankful I have not gotten to the point of adding “wake up”, “brush teeth”, “shower”, or “eat” to this list. There is still plenty of time though. It could happen.
I have even started to turn small needs into very important needs, just so I can add them to my list. For example, I have a bug guard on the front of my car. A piece of it has been broken for quite a while now, but it still works and is no harm to my car. I swear this has been broken for at least a year and I never even began to think about fixing it, until this morning. All of a sudden fixing this bug guard has taken up my entire day.
I am obviously running out of things to do!!!
I have been waiting to hear if I have been chosen for a job I really want for three days now. They were supposed to let me know on Monday, but now that it is Wednesday, I find myself screaming with impatience. I have found anything I could possibly need to do and put it on a list just so I can mark it off and feel productive. Here is a sample of what my list looks like today:
1. Unload dishwasher
2. Bug man comes to spray the house
3. Get gas
4. Go to the bank
5. Write mom a check
6. Go to Dillards
7. Stop by Tracy’s house
8. Go to the gym (which has now been changed to “get a pedicure”)
9. Watch Ellen at 1:30
10. Tracy doctor at 3
Just be thankful I have not gotten to the point of adding “wake up”, “brush teeth”, “shower”, or “eat” to this list. There is still plenty of time though. It could happen.
I have even started to turn small needs into very important needs, just so I can add them to my list. For example, I have a bug guard on the front of my car. A piece of it has been broken for quite a while now, but it still works and is no harm to my car. I swear this has been broken for at least a year and I never even began to think about fixing it, until this morning. All of a sudden fixing this bug guard has taken up my entire day.
I am obviously running out of things to do!!!
Friday, January 23, 2009
Baby? Please...
You can ask anyone, I have wanted children my entire life. That is my natural responsibility as a female right? I have all the right gushy feelings when I am around my friend’s children. My six baby cousins touch every inch of my heart that I am sad when I am away from them. I have all the right maternal instincts, and I honestly cannot wait to be a good mother and teach my children about the world we live in. But you can forget about that child coming out of me!
This may very well be my first wrong as a mother, (and my I remind you I am far off from actually becoming a mother), but I do not plan on being pregnant in my lifetime. I have watched and listened to multiple friends during their pregnancies and seen their struggles. These are strong and brave women all in their own individual ways, and my hats are off to them.
There have been mothers I have talked to who have been upset with the timing of their pregnancies, and the one thing that kept coming out of my mouth was they should be happy they can have a baby. There are so many women in the world who wait and plan for the perfect time to have a child only to find out they physically cannot. I can only imagine the sadness and feeling of defeat these women have. Sometimes I wonder who is stronger, the woman who is pregnant or the one who cannot be pregnant. Maybe there isn’t a level of strength when it comes to motherhood, strength is just simply there.
I have no idea if I am able to get pregnant or not, and I may never find out. One thing I do know is there is way too many children out there right now who need to be loved, so many babies being abandoned during their first instant of life. I know I will love and cherish each and every second of my children’s lives. There are many, many personal issues with pregnancy that hit harder in different places with each woman. Mine has told me to go a different route than what is considered “traditional”.
I condone each woman for the decisions they make regarding pregnancy and children. It is a personal choice and it is your choice.
This may very well be my first wrong as a mother, (and my I remind you I am far off from actually becoming a mother), but I do not plan on being pregnant in my lifetime. I have watched and listened to multiple friends during their pregnancies and seen their struggles. These are strong and brave women all in their own individual ways, and my hats are off to them.
There have been mothers I have talked to who have been upset with the timing of their pregnancies, and the one thing that kept coming out of my mouth was they should be happy they can have a baby. There are so many women in the world who wait and plan for the perfect time to have a child only to find out they physically cannot. I can only imagine the sadness and feeling of defeat these women have. Sometimes I wonder who is stronger, the woman who is pregnant or the one who cannot be pregnant. Maybe there isn’t a level of strength when it comes to motherhood, strength is just simply there.
I have no idea if I am able to get pregnant or not, and I may never find out. One thing I do know is there is way too many children out there right now who need to be loved, so many babies being abandoned during their first instant of life. I know I will love and cherish each and every second of my children’s lives. There are many, many personal issues with pregnancy that hit harder in different places with each woman. Mine has told me to go a different route than what is considered “traditional”.
I condone each woman for the decisions they make regarding pregnancy and children. It is a personal choice and it is your choice.
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Let me just say one more thing for today.
Do not judge anyone who has lost their job recently due to recession. Actually, we are not to judge at all, but I do know how hard it can be to completely rid yourself of the act of judging, but let’s all try shall we?
We are all different people living in the same world. Some may easily be able to find a job they love; some may be able to live happily taking a job they hate, but not everyone. Each and every situation is different, so if your comments are going to be judgmental, negative or diminishing in any form or fashion, keep them to yourselves. Right now is a time of encouragement, support and new beginnings. Although these things seem righteous, they are not always easy.
Next time you talk to someone who has been laid off, just remember as you are asking them how the job search is going that you do not know their whole story and you do not know their heart. You may be able to understand the panic and the sadness, but your solutions are not mine. Your answers and pathways are different then the ones He has for me.
If you cannot understand what it is someone needs, then just listen and be understanding even if you really cannot understand.
Do unto others as you would have them do unto you.
We are all different people living in the same world. Some may easily be able to find a job they love; some may be able to live happily taking a job they hate, but not everyone. Each and every situation is different, so if your comments are going to be judgmental, negative or diminishing in any form or fashion, keep them to yourselves. Right now is a time of encouragement, support and new beginnings. Although these things seem righteous, they are not always easy.
Next time you talk to someone who has been laid off, just remember as you are asking them how the job search is going that you do not know their whole story and you do not know their heart. You may be able to understand the panic and the sadness, but your solutions are not mine. Your answers and pathways are different then the ones He has for me.
If you cannot understand what it is someone needs, then just listen and be understanding even if you really cannot understand.
Do unto others as you would have them do unto you.
You Chose, You Voted, Now You Must Respect It
Something has been aggravating me, so I decided to write a little blurb about it. This may make some people upset or even encourage them to argue with me, but I will just have to cross that bridge when I get there.
Today is a historical moment in American and even World History. You do not have to agree with our presidential selection and you do not have to have voted for him, that is your decision and I respect that. But you do have to live with it. Barack Obama is being sworn in as our 44th President today. Disrespectful and uncooperative comments will never change that.
I live in a very Republican community. I was raised in a Republican family, and even voted strictly Republican my first few times, simply because I did not know any better. Today, I do not like to limit myself to a specific political party, because my decisions are going to come from the outcome of listening to each candidate through their campaigns. I usually do not know who I am voting for until I sit down in the voting booth.
I respect each vote that was cast in this election, now it is everyone’s turn to respect the outcome of this election. Who knows, you may actually start to like him. Now would that be so bad?
Today is a historical moment in American and even World History. You do not have to agree with our presidential selection and you do not have to have voted for him, that is your decision and I respect that. But you do have to live with it. Barack Obama is being sworn in as our 44th President today. Disrespectful and uncooperative comments will never change that.
I live in a very Republican community. I was raised in a Republican family, and even voted strictly Republican my first few times, simply because I did not know any better. Today, I do not like to limit myself to a specific political party, because my decisions are going to come from the outcome of listening to each candidate through their campaigns. I usually do not know who I am voting for until I sit down in the voting booth.
I respect each vote that was cast in this election, now it is everyone’s turn to respect the outcome of this election. Who knows, you may actually start to like him. Now would that be so bad?
Thursday, January 15, 2009
Gravity, DON'T Stay The Hell Away From Me
I have really become one with my local YMCA now that I am unemployed. I have never been one to enjoy lounging on the couch so being able to spend as much time at the gym as I wish has been quite the time filler for me. I have decided to focus on firming up and getting fit so that when that fateful day comes when I find a job, I will be smokin’ hot! So, maybe I should put down this bowl of chili I am inhaling right now? Yeah, probably not going to do that.
I have started attending this class at the Y that uses the new Gravity machines. Have you seen these? I do believe Chuck Norris sells them on infomercials, but this machine is now my new crush. It works the legs, arms, shoulders and abs. It is not meant for cardio, but it will tone the hell out of your limbs. Seriously, after the first class it felt like Mike Tyson had gone to town on my boobs!
So, next time you see me, watch out. I may be packing some heat in my limbs.
I have started attending this class at the Y that uses the new Gravity machines. Have you seen these? I do believe Chuck Norris sells them on infomercials, but this machine is now my new crush. It works the legs, arms, shoulders and abs. It is not meant for cardio, but it will tone the hell out of your limbs. Seriously, after the first class it felt like Mike Tyson had gone to town on my boobs!
So, next time you see me, watch out. I may be packing some heat in my limbs.
Thursday, January 8, 2009
Pound Puppies
I had a little run in with the Montgomery Humane Society yesterday and felt inclined to write a letter notifying the Board, which I mailed out earlier today. There is no real point in me posting it on the blog, except for just sharing my frustration with friends. Here it goes:
I am writing in order to express my concerns on a recent encounter I experienced with the Montgomery Humane Society. I have always supported local humane societies, shelters and all other rescue missions. Pets are one of the most reliable and fulfilling aspects of our world, whether it is a dog, cat or any of God’s creatures. I by no means intend to question the mission or the intent of the Montgomery Humane Society, but I do not feel it right or just to let this go unaddressed.
A friend of mine called me this morning asking me to help her and her husband find their dog who had run away in the middle of the night during a storm. My friend is nine months pregnant causing her to be unable to take any time off work before the baby gets here, and her husband was out of town. The first step we took was to call the Montgomery Humane Society to see if he was there and report him missing. At this time we were told he was not there, but we would be called immediately if he was to show up, and we had full faith in receiving immediate notification from the Humane Society if our missing dog was to show up.
After I spent all morning searching for the missing dog, I decided to go to the Humane Society myself to see if he was there. I filled out the form only to find out I was not allowed to walk through the kennels to see if he was there, because I was not the actual owner. I do understand and appreciate the concept of protection this rule is intending to hold, but I do believe there is a lot more that can be done along with this policy to help the missing dog.
How is it that I could not simply walk through the kennels to see if he was there with full intentions of leaving him there for his owners to come pick him up, but I could have walked through the kennels freely if I had expressed an intention of adopting one? One of the volunteers/staff members did take my missing dog report and supposedly checked the kennels for me, but seeing as how he returned in less than two minutes to tell me our dog was not there I would have to say this was no comfort what-so-ever.
My concern is with the honesty, loyalty and dependability of the Montgomery Humane Society staff and volunteers. I was told our missing dog was not at the kennel, and I was not shown an ounce of customer service or support. I stood in your lobby with tear filled eyes, wondering where our precious dog could be. I have to confess that my eyes are again filled with tears for many reasons at this moment. One reason being that we now have our precious dog back in our care after a long 24 fearful hours, but the second reason my eyes have tears is because he was at the Montgomery Humane Society all day long. He was there when I came to find him, and he was there when your staff supposedly walked the kennels and looked for him while I was left outside.
I have recently moved back to Montgomery and have been planning on spending my free time at your facility volunteering. Today’s experience completely turned me away from the desire to work with such an unwilling staff. Now, I plan on looking for a way to make a much stronger, positive impact on your organization.
Again, I commend your organization for its mission, but hope to see improvement on your execution of this mission.
Sincerely,
Searcy Yoder
*As an update. I did receive a letter back from one of the Board members. He stated that he has expressed both his and my concerns to the Humane Society Director. This at least made me feel like I was heard by someone on the Board and the issue has been addressed even if it doesn't get solved, it was heard.
I am writing in order to express my concerns on a recent encounter I experienced with the Montgomery Humane Society. I have always supported local humane societies, shelters and all other rescue missions. Pets are one of the most reliable and fulfilling aspects of our world, whether it is a dog, cat or any of God’s creatures. I by no means intend to question the mission or the intent of the Montgomery Humane Society, but I do not feel it right or just to let this go unaddressed.
A friend of mine called me this morning asking me to help her and her husband find their dog who had run away in the middle of the night during a storm. My friend is nine months pregnant causing her to be unable to take any time off work before the baby gets here, and her husband was out of town. The first step we took was to call the Montgomery Humane Society to see if he was there and report him missing. At this time we were told he was not there, but we would be called immediately if he was to show up, and we had full faith in receiving immediate notification from the Humane Society if our missing dog was to show up.
After I spent all morning searching for the missing dog, I decided to go to the Humane Society myself to see if he was there. I filled out the form only to find out I was not allowed to walk through the kennels to see if he was there, because I was not the actual owner. I do understand and appreciate the concept of protection this rule is intending to hold, but I do believe there is a lot more that can be done along with this policy to help the missing dog.
How is it that I could not simply walk through the kennels to see if he was there with full intentions of leaving him there for his owners to come pick him up, but I could have walked through the kennels freely if I had expressed an intention of adopting one? One of the volunteers/staff members did take my missing dog report and supposedly checked the kennels for me, but seeing as how he returned in less than two minutes to tell me our dog was not there I would have to say this was no comfort what-so-ever.
My concern is with the honesty, loyalty and dependability of the Montgomery Humane Society staff and volunteers. I was told our missing dog was not at the kennel, and I was not shown an ounce of customer service or support. I stood in your lobby with tear filled eyes, wondering where our precious dog could be. I have to confess that my eyes are again filled with tears for many reasons at this moment. One reason being that we now have our precious dog back in our care after a long 24 fearful hours, but the second reason my eyes have tears is because he was at the Montgomery Humane Society all day long. He was there when I came to find him, and he was there when your staff supposedly walked the kennels and looked for him while I was left outside.
I have recently moved back to Montgomery and have been planning on spending my free time at your facility volunteering. Today’s experience completely turned me away from the desire to work with such an unwilling staff. Now, I plan on looking for a way to make a much stronger, positive impact on your organization.
Again, I commend your organization for its mission, but hope to see improvement on your execution of this mission.
Sincerely,
Searcy Yoder
*As an update. I did receive a letter back from one of the Board members. He stated that he has expressed both his and my concerns to the Humane Society Director. This at least made me feel like I was heard by someone on the Board and the issue has been addressed even if it doesn't get solved, it was heard.
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
Is It Mocking Bird or Bishop?
I learned an extremely valuable lesson the other day. I am still not sure if it was a lesson on blasphemy or on the simple power of the Bishop, but whatever it was, I learned it.
It was a beautiful Sunday afternoon wrapping up a nice long New Years vacation at my family’s home on Soldier Creek. I had spent the past few days laughing, eating and drinking my hearts content with my parents and friends I hardly get to see. Before heading back to reality, a friend of mine and I decide to head to church for a little cleansing.
I love our church down here. From the inside it looks as though four double wide trailers have been welded together, but the community and the support of the church is more pleasing than any other church I have been to. Little did we know today was a big day for our little Episcatrailer. The Bishop was there to present the Bishop’s pins to families of those who are no longer with us, and he also gave the sermon for the day. I hate to tell you I cannot remember one point he made while preaching, but he sure caught my attention with the vocal explosions he frequently made.
After the sermon was over the Bishop walked over to the last row where my friend and I were standing. He shook my friend’s hand and greeted him with an offering of peace, which my friend returned. Then he slipped his hand in mine as I offered him peace myself. The Bishop looked at me with a half cocked smile and responded, “How long?” um, huh? I was in a bit of confused shock so I asked what he meant by that, and he simply laughed and moved on. Seriously? Did the Bishop just laugh at me? Did he just make a joke about me to my face? Was it an inappropriate comment, or was it just a miscommunication?
After that experience all I wanted to do was get out of that church before the Bishop had another chance to mock me publicly! Little did I know you can run from the higher being, but you cannot hide! The rest of my day was filled with an unfortunate sequence of events. It all started with me spending an hour trying to get a cat out of a tree, continued with my stupidity when I left my wallet at a Starbucks in Pensacola, not even noticing it until I was a good 45 minutes away. I had to race back to Pensacola praying my wallet was still there, because I did not have any other means of money or gas! Once I finally got the wallet back and into the outskirts of Montgomery after six hours in the car, my phone charger started smoking!!! I mean the thing was about to catch on fire! I was able to disconnect it and throw it out the window while driving before it blew up my whole existence.
Needless to say, if a religious figure ever comes to bless you, please, just smile and do not question it. Even if it sounds a little funny, just go with it. I do not actually believe I was being “punished”, but I do wish I knew what he meant by “how long?
It was a beautiful Sunday afternoon wrapping up a nice long New Years vacation at my family’s home on Soldier Creek. I had spent the past few days laughing, eating and drinking my hearts content with my parents and friends I hardly get to see. Before heading back to reality, a friend of mine and I decide to head to church for a little cleansing.
I love our church down here. From the inside it looks as though four double wide trailers have been welded together, but the community and the support of the church is more pleasing than any other church I have been to. Little did we know today was a big day for our little Episcatrailer. The Bishop was there to present the Bishop’s pins to families of those who are no longer with us, and he also gave the sermon for the day. I hate to tell you I cannot remember one point he made while preaching, but he sure caught my attention with the vocal explosions he frequently made.
After the sermon was over the Bishop walked over to the last row where my friend and I were standing. He shook my friend’s hand and greeted him with an offering of peace, which my friend returned. Then he slipped his hand in mine as I offered him peace myself. The Bishop looked at me with a half cocked smile and responded, “How long?” um, huh? I was in a bit of confused shock so I asked what he meant by that, and he simply laughed and moved on. Seriously? Did the Bishop just laugh at me? Did he just make a joke about me to my face? Was it an inappropriate comment, or was it just a miscommunication?
After that experience all I wanted to do was get out of that church before the Bishop had another chance to mock me publicly! Little did I know you can run from the higher being, but you cannot hide! The rest of my day was filled with an unfortunate sequence of events. It all started with me spending an hour trying to get a cat out of a tree, continued with my stupidity when I left my wallet at a Starbucks in Pensacola, not even noticing it until I was a good 45 minutes away. I had to race back to Pensacola praying my wallet was still there, because I did not have any other means of money or gas! Once I finally got the wallet back and into the outskirts of Montgomery after six hours in the car, my phone charger started smoking!!! I mean the thing was about to catch on fire! I was able to disconnect it and throw it out the window while driving before it blew up my whole existence.
Needless to say, if a religious figure ever comes to bless you, please, just smile and do not question it. Even if it sounds a little funny, just go with it. I do not actually believe I was being “punished”, but I do wish I knew what he meant by “how long?
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