Crazy Days

I love the holidays, but everything gets so crazy busy especially at work this time of the year. It's the biggest show of the year for our two biggest clients and we all go into overdrive and stay late, work on the weekends, etc. So because of that I am exhausted when I get home and literally forget to do things in my personal life. I have been needing to email the dance team to let them know the girls don't want to be in it anymore, then I need to sign them up for gymnastics, I need to order contacts because I'm on my last pair, do my Christmas cards, get a tree up and decorate, and do some holiday baking. I also need to do some shopping, but thankfully hubs and I took a day off from work to get things done. I am so looking forward to that day, it should be fun.

In the meantime, I'll get really lax with my blogging, so here's to all of you and the fun Christmas season upon us. God Bless!

MVP

And Joe Mauer is MVP of the year, a fantastic Twins player. I always refer to him as "my boyfriend" and think he is super cute. Oh, and I guess a great baseball player as well. Love that man, he is a down to earth hometown kind of guy.

Hope next year is a sweet year, especially with the new Target Stadium opening and we have SEASON TICKETS!!!

Go Joe!

My New Blog Header!

I'm so excited! I mentioned awhile ago that I was going to work on a new blog header and call it "Practical Magic." However, I didn't want to dump the SuperMom bit completely, so for my new header, I developed a young woman who is reading from a book, hoping to create a little magic in dealing with her everyday issues...

Whether it's raising children, dealing with work, or coming up with crafty ideas for the family I would hope to stir in a little fun and excitement along the way and create a spell to cast over the lives I touch.

So I proudly present SuperMoms book of practical magic. Some good advice, woeful tales, recipes, and plain fun and pics of the family are in store for everyone. And someday when my daughter's are interested in reading this blog, I hope they are proud of their mama!

Hugs and kisses for now....
SuperMom

Birthday's

I love love love birthday's. Especially my children's. I love to shop, I love to ask what they want and I especially love to give them parties. I usually go all out and we invite lots of little girls over to the house or something, decorate and bake a cake. I have done this every year for Alex since she was born...mainly because she expects it and loves it too. However, this year due to trying to economize and the fact I am tired of having 10 screaming girls in the house, we decided to scale back a bit.

Even though I love it, ther is a lot of work to coordinate, invite, plan, and buy all of the "stuff" every year. And this year since money is tight, I told Alex she can have one friend over for a sleepover and we can go to the water park for a few hours.

I was pleasantly surprised when she replied with a simple "o.k." I thought for sure she was going to whine and cry about it but she was actually pretty cool about it...amazingly.

Because this is my diva, my drama queen, my little socialite. She loves a good party and loves to dress up and be the center of attention. But oh boy am I glad for this year and her wanting a simple little sleepover with a friend and a trip to the waterpark.

The girls went to a b-day party today for a 5 year old little girl and same as the Party from Hell that we had two years ago, it was no different. TEN screaming, crying, over emotional little girls who had the run of the house and were tearing around was the report Ben gave me when he got back with them. The mother was beside herself and almost had a breakdown because it was too much to handle. I just rolled my eyes and thought to myself - been there, done that, NEVER AGAIN!

I'm so glad we will have a nice little one friend party:)

Happy Halloween!

So much fun spending the day with my girls and getting ready for Halloween:) I was the momma cat with her "kittens" for the night and we had a ton of fun racing from house to house and afterward eating our booty.
My dearest darlings, momma loves...momma loves.

The Freezing Zone

Our office has been like 20 below lately. I know, right? What are they trying to do get us to actually work and not fall asleep at our desks around 3 P.M. and after a nice heavy lunch?

O.k., so I exaggerate just a Titch. (tehehe, titch. Ya that's right, it's my new fav word. It rhymes with so much...pitch, bitch, snitch...tehehe).

Our safety committee has decided to take away all personal space heaters, to be replaced with one they have approved. Well what the F? I paid good money for that heater (electrical, not the smokes) and it has been in my office cube for damn near 4 years. And when the building goes to freezing they decide to take it away? So I can go spend my severely reduced (hard economic times and all) hard earned money on something THEY approve? Bullshit I say.

And just to be ornery I am not going to go and buy another new one, instead I'll garb myself in layers, wear scarves, and use my jacket as a blanket. And then I'm going to complain. BITTERLY.

Jeesh, think I'm PMS'ing right now because believe me, I've been in a foul ass mood for the last few weeks!

But, alas here is proof of my foul, bitchy mood that my lovely co-worker decided to sneak a shot of. Thanks Mr. Welker. Testament to the permafrown that's been on my face all week. Nice ha?

Death Becomes Us

You know how they always say death comes in threes? Well, more sad news in the Arndt family....Ben's Aunt Martha is dying from stomach cancer. It came so quick and sudden it's scary. Granted she is 71 years old, no one should have to end their lives in pain and misery, barely breathing with morphine keeping the pain at bay.

We got the call on Wednesday and were told she had a week to live. Yesterday morning, we got the dreaded call that she would be gone from us soon so we packed up the car and left for the hospital, which was a three hour trip there.

When we got there, I went into her room first and it was like someone had punched me in the stomach. Her son was at her bedside a complete wreck and her husband was also in misery. Martha herself came to and spoke to me, asking how the girls were doing and thanked me for coming to see her. I was so choked up I could barely get past my own tears to assure her they were doing great and would have liked to come and see her. Just that little conversation wore her out and she promptly fell back to her eractic breathing and sleeping.

We sat there helplessly at a loss for words and wanting to cry. It's so sad to see someone dying and you can't help but think of your own immortality. I am now plagued with images of myself dying or on my deathbed and family gathered around to say their goodbyes. And then I start imagining all the what ifs - what if I go before my husband, what will he do? What is one of my girls die, either accidental or through sickness, what would I do? Am I strong enough to go on? Can I handle the pain and grief? Can my children handle the pain and grief of losing a parent or a sibling?

All these questions have kept me up of late...through Samuel's death and now through Martha's impending death.

*sigh* 

I can only be supportive and not worry about all the what if's, which is hard. Otherwise, I'd be afraid to live life. Just something to think about.