I HATE spiders. Have hated them for as long as I can remember...probably because of the house we lived in when I was a little girl. I shared the attic bedroom with my sister. It was a really neat place and we were always finding treasures...the previous owner hid pennies all over the place. The down side was the easy access for the spiders to come out of the woodwork at night! Yikes! I remember waking up with those huge, nasty wood spiders crawling all over my bed and me. It was the stuff of little girls nightmares.
In my family, my father, both sisters, and I suffer from arachnophobia. My mother is our hero because she has the ability to kill them without getting the willies and shrieking like a little girl. Many a family get-together has been filled with recounting the stories of various spider encounters...the spider that chased my father around the vestibule at church...the one that died after jumping into the hot tube to get at my older sister...the time I did a back flip during a Drama Class lecture because a spider had crawled on me...or the time my younger sister tried to crawl into the backseat while driving to my wedding because a tiny dust spider dropped down on a single thread right in front of her face...I could go on and on with these stories.
Last night I had a nightmare about a spider. The same dream that I have had since childhood. I was trapped in the dark and damp basement by a huge spider...my skin is crawling and I am covered in sweat just thinking of it. Told my mom about the dream. She remembered the dream...and all the times she had to soothe me because of it.
I am so terrified of spiders that if I see one, I will start to hyperventilate and cannot talk or move. That worked OK when it was just Brad & I. Now that I have two beautiful children to protect, I have to function. Or as my sister says...
I don't want to pass my fears on to them. So, I try my best to not "freak" around them and if there is a spider, I bite my tongue and kill it. It is hard, but you would be amazed at what you can do when you feel like your children are being threatened. I personally turn into a Momma Bear and squish those spiders until they are just a greasy spot on the floor.
I had to post these two photos. Just took them moments ago. Bryleigh is on the floor playing with her Baby Gym. Kyla decided to let her sissy play with her Papa Bear. And it was "Love at First Sight" for Bryleigh. She has been hugging and kissing the bear ever since. Kyla wasn't too sure about it and kept telling us that sissy could only borrow her bear...
I am a lucky Mommy...my girls love each other and that makes my heart sing.
What a great show! We both really enjoyed the show and said that we would see it again and again! Not too many shows that we say that about...Only Phantom Of The Opera, Les Miserables, and Momma Mia.
Might even invest in the Soundtrack. Already downloaded some songs onto my Ipod. It was really nice to actually get the background on the songs that we all know and still sing. Really puts a new feel to them the next time you hear them and start to sing.
It was also so nice for the two of us to have a "real" date night. Just the two of us. To reconnect and be Brad & Kara, not mommy & daddy. We even made the goal to have a date night at least once a month...just the two of us.
And you will all be happy to hear that both Kyla and Bryleigh "survived" their evenings. Kyla had a great time with Mom Mom & Papa. The three of them watched Underdog...but only Kyla was still awake by the end of the movie. Bryleigh also had a good time with Aunt Mick. The two of them played for a long time...but she wasn't too sure about the bottle. Guess that is why she presented Micki with a huge "blow-out"...all over her clothes, the blanket, and who knows what else. That was her third for the day...and she had another one this morning during Sunday School. All over her new dress as well as the clothes that her Sunday School teacher was wearing! Hope she isn't getting sick...
I'm so excited! Cannot wait until this evening. Brad is taking me to see Jersey Boys! His Valentine's Day gift to me...dinner and a show. The man really knows the way to my heart.
Kyla is a bit upset. She wants to go to. Every time she see the commercial for Jersey Boys, she spends the next hour sing "Sherry Baby". When I said she was spending the night at Mom Mom & Papa's while Bryleigh was staying with Aunt Mick because Mommy & Daddy were going to see the show...well lets just say...she had a meltdown! Only my high-maintenance little girl would throw a fit because she doesn't get to go to see a Broadway Show!
About a month ago, I had written about an article in a magazine about getting your children to sleep in their own beds. It worked wonderfully with Kyla. She was going to sleep without any problems.
Well last night we had a bit of trouble again. She didn't want to sleep in her room and kept coming out. First there was a strange noise...then a monster under her bed...followed by a pirate in the closet...and finally her "tum-tum" was hurting. Then it was wonderfully silent...she must have fallen asleep. Thank goodness.
A short time later, after feeding Bryleigh, the two of us headed off to bed...waking a snoring Brad on the love seat. We passed through the kitchen and stopped dead in our tracks...
Recently Bryleigh and I were relaxing at home when I noticed the sound of a helicopter hovering above the house. I stepped out onto the back patio and saw a news helicopter going in circles above my house. A bit freaked out, I turned on the news as well as checked the local news internet sites. Could not find anything. So, I called my father. He was not aware of anything going on either. His advice was to stay inside with the doors locked and the phone beside me.
Bry and I ended up falling asleep and woke up a couple of hours later...just in time to see our house on the local news channel...Pretty freaky, huh! I about passed out. Good thing the focus was not on my house, but my neighbor's. Apparently Mr. Neighbor was in the process of being arrested for having an inappropriate relationship with a minor and his house was being searched! Looking out my front window, the street was lined with police cars, news vehicles, and reporters!
When I left a short time later to pick up Kyla from school, a couple of the reporters started to walk over to me...probably hoping for a comment. I hurried to put Bryleigh into the vehicle, scramble into my seat, lock the doors, and back out of the driveway.
My heart breaks for his wife and family. She is such a sweet lady and the kids seem so well-behaved. I had only seen him a few times, but he was the person that Brad talked with about the neighborhood when we were first looked at the house. I cannot even begin to fathom how he could do such a thing to destroy his family...
Not sure what is going on now in their household and I don't think I want to know. My prayers have been for her and the kids. I have tried to pray for him...but I cannot. He is a grown, married man and should know better than to take advantage of an under aged minor! He has bonded out of jail and is currently awaiting his trial...and back to living in the house across from me.
While he is not my idea of the perfect neighbor, at least I know the situation. I can be on the alert now. But what about all the other "predators" that could be in the area.
My father recently sent me the following link. He said that it will help in identifying the creeps that are living and working in the surrounding area. I could not believe how many are close by...it is frightening.
I have listed the link below for you all to check the areas surrounding your homes. When you visit this site, enter your address and a map will pop up with your residence denoted as a small icon of a house. There will be red, blue and green dots surrounding your entire neighborhood. When you click on these dots a picture of a criminal will appear with his or her home address and the description of the crime he or she has committed.
The best thing is that you can show your children the see pictures and see how close these people live to your home or school.
Side Note - Just last night, I was coming home after having dinner with my parents. As I rounded the corner by my house, my headlights revealed a body laying half in the road and half on the grass directly across from my driveway. I slammed on my brakes and could not breathe. The body sat up, looked at me...it was the neighbor, talking on his cell phone. It was just creepy.
Well I had a Valentine's Day like no other person should have...cause you know me...the strangest things happen!
The day started out good. Woke up to the sweet sound of Kyla and Brad wished me a Happy Valentine's Day. That was a really nice thing to hear first thing in the morning.
Got Kyla ready for pre-school, then Bryleigh & I headed to the Salon so that Mommy could get her hair cut and colored. Enjoyed some wonderful chocolate covered strawberries and wine while we were there. Bry was upset that I didn't share the chocolate with her...cause she can smell that stuff a mile away!
Then we went to Kyla's pre-school to enjoy their Valentine's Day Party. Had a great time with all the other children in her class. They all love to see Bryleigh and swarm her whenever we show up. Bry loves all of the attention and Kyla proudly watches and tells all her classmates what they are allowed to do, such as the "one finger" touch.
After leaving the school, we headed to the store to pick up some last minute items for dinner that evening, as well as some sugar cookie hearts to decorate for dessert. Kyla was really excited about the cookies and could not wait to get back home and start decorating them.
So far, the day was going as planned...but things were getting ready to start falling apart.
About a mile from the house, we were stuck in evening traffic and Kyla started screaming that she "really had to use the potty" right then or she was going to go in her car seat. I started telling her that she was a big girl and could hold it while I hurried to the house...and that is when every slow moving vehicle decided to be in front of us. Poor Kyla was practically crying and I was on the verge of pulling over to the side of the road so that she could go...Thankfully traffic started moving faster and Kyla didn't have an accident...but Bryleigh did!
While my sister was changing her outfit, I decided to get some clean clothes for her from the dryer that had almost completed the cycle. As I was bending down to sort through the warm clothes, I started to lose my balance and fall into the front-loading machine. To catch myself, I put my right arm out and it came into contact with the back of the dryer. Not sure if anyone is aware of this, but the back of those dryers get "red hot" during the drying process...and my entire hand was burned so fast and hot that it stuck! I screamed and pulled back so fast that I left the top layer of skin! OUCH!!
I spent the rest of the night with my hand covered in burn cream and an ice pack wrapped around it. That made it really hard to cook dinner, much less decorate the cookies that Kyla was so excited about. (We have postponed the cookies until I can bend my fingers enough to help) And when I was nursing Bryleigh, I couldn't figure out why she was so fidgety and always pulling away...then I looked down and saw that my ice pack wrapped hand was cradling her sweet head! No wonder she was so wiggly...her mommy was freezing her tiny head!
I couldn't even cut my own food. Brad had to do it for me! Any other time, it would have been a romantic gesture...but this time it was just plain pitiful!
Anyways, hope you all had a wonderful Valentine's Day! Without all of the complications that mine had!
And enjoy the photo of Bryleigh. She was just exhausted by the end of the day! Either that or trying to sleep off her brain-freeze!
As I am looking at my youngest daughter while she eats, I cannot help but think about how beautiful life is. I am happily married to my best friend...the person that I can enjoy doing anything with...and cannot imagine growing old without. Together, we have created two beautiful lives and will do our best to raise them as we were both brought up by our parents. We live in a wonderful house, surrounded by good neighbors. I am so very fortunate to have such a good and beautiful life.
It hurts my heart so much when I hear about other people who cannot appreciate all the beauty that surrounds them...and just throws life away. The young father that killed his 3 month old son and left him by the side of the road. Another enraged father that killed his estranged wife in front of their two children. The mother who drowned her newborn twins. The young mother who was so messed up on drugs and alcohol that she passed out on top of her child and killed him. Or a person who thinks that something is so bad that they cannot go on and their loved ones would be better off without them...
Death is final...there is no way to change your mind and ask for a second chance. If you take another life, that is something that you have to live with for the rest of yours...and face the Lord about. If you take your own life, you are depriving your loved ones of all the pleasure and joy that they get from knowing and being around you...and sentencing them to a life time of wondering what they could have done differently.
The best thing you can do for yourself and those that love you is to live…and appreciate this wonderful world that surrounds you. Honor God and your parents by cherishing the life that the three of them created.
I received this information in e-mail at the most perfect time for my family since everyone is battling bronchitis. We had a great time coating each others feet with the goo and then trying to sleep all night with socks on. Not sure about the rest of you, but I feel like I am sufficating when I sleep with socks on!
Well, all of the claustraphobic anxity was worth it because the Atchison Household had a quiet night last night. There was no coughing, not even a wheeze! We were all sleeping like babies. Plus when you wake up and take off the socks...those rough, dried, and cracked looking feet are all nice and moisturized too!
So, take it from me and try this if you are having a problem with a cough! It really does work.
AMAZING WHAT WE LEARN!
VICKS VAPORUB...TRY IT, IT WORKS
I wish I'd known this when my family was young during winter colds and coughs. I am going to try it myself. Share with young parents. Isn't life strange. When we had a lecture on Essential Oils, they told us how the foot soles can absorb oils. Their example: Put garlic on your feet and within 20 minutes you can 'taste' it. Some of us have used Vicks Vaporub for years for everything from chapped lips to sore toes and many body parts in between. But I've never heard of this. And don't laugh, it works 100% of the time although the scientists at the Canada Research council (who discovered it) aren't sure why.
To stop night time coughing in a child (or adult as we found out personally), put Vicks Vaporub generously on the bottom of the feet at bedtime, then cover with socks. Even persistent, heavy, deep coughing will stop in about 5 minutes and stay stopped for many, many hours of relief. Works 100% of the time and is more effective in children than even very strong prescription cough medicines. In addition it is extremely soothing and comforting and they will sleep soundly. I heard the head of the Canada Research Council describe these findings on the part of their scientists when they were investigating the effectiveness and usage of prescription cough medicines in children as compared to alternative therapies like acupressure. Just happened to tune in A.M.Radio and picked up this guy talking about why cough medicines in kids often do more harm than good due to the chemical makeup of these strong drugs so,I listened. It was a surprise finding and found to be more effective than prescribed medicines for children at bedtime, in addition to have a soothing and calming effect on sick children who then went on to sleep soundly. Polly tried it on herself when she had a very deep constant and persistent cough a few weeks ago and it worked 100%! She said that it felt like a warm blanket had enveloped her, coughing stopped in a few minutes and believe me, this was a deep, (incredibly annoying!) every few seconds uncontrollable cough, and she slept cough-free for hours every night that she used it.
If you have grandchildren, pass it on. If you end up sick, try it yourself and you will be absolutely amazed by the effect.
What a great Super Bowl! I think this is the first Super Bowl in years that I actually spent more time watching the game than eating and analyzing the commercials! As a matter of fact, the only commercial that I really remember is the one about the clydesdale doing the "Rocky" like work out in order to make the hitch team.
Going into the game, I really was not a fan of either team, but especially not the Patriots. There is something about the smug attitude of the entire team that really rubs me the wrong way. Then you read all the stories about the "cheating" going on by the team...video taping the other teams at practice or reading the lips of a coach...come on. Win games on your abilities!
And then there is the Patriots quarterback...Tom Brady. Just seeing him makes my skin crawl. He is a "dead beat dad" that is being glorfied by the media and fans! This sperm donor...cannot even call him a father...has a beautiful baby boy with a former girlfriend. You never see him with his child or even hear him talking about the baby. How selfish and self-centered!?!?! You may not love the mother any more, but your child is innocent. I am so glad that the baby's mother had the common sense to use her last name and not his.
But that is enough of my rant on the Patriots...
I wanted the Giants to win simply because I wanted to see the Patriots lose! And boy did they lose! I was on the edge of my seat watching those last few minutes fly off the clock!
Kyla was so excited to see the Giants win. For some time, she has been talking almost nonstop about Eli Manning and telling us that he is her boyfriend. It really is cute to watch her as she is watching his games. When his face is shown on TV, she sighs and talks about how cute he is.
I had to attach some photos of him so that she could look at him...
I am a SAHM living in Sunny, Florida with my wonderful husband and two beautiful daughters. The four of us are lucky to be surrounded by our extended family and friends.
In 2009, I decided to start my own business and become an Independent Consultant for Tastefully Simple.