Yay! I am now technically single. The divorce went through with no problem and I am finally back to my maiden name! Hooray! It's a hell of a lot easier to spell (especially over the phone) than my married name. The one thing that bugs me is that now that I am divorced, people keep asking me when me and Dave are going to get married. It's kind of like "Whoa people! I JUST got divorced! Give it a little time!" Besides, we have decided that we are not going to get married until we can afford the whole ceremony, especially because I have been married twice now and not once did I get the ceremony. Both times it was very informal with two other people in attendance, "Do you? I do. Do you? I do." Type thing. Vegas would have been a step up from what I got.
Well, we are going on the fourth night of Hanukkah, and the kids are LOVING it. Talk about some spoiled kids.....Because we are a mixed family (he's Jewish, I'm catholic), the kids get both Hanukkah and Christmas. We came up with this whole story about how "Hanukkah Harry" comes and talks to Dad every day to see how the kids behaved the day before, and if they were good, then he would give Dad their presents for that night. So they get one from "Harry" and one from us. For eight nights. Then on Christmas, they get 11 presents from us, and 10 from Santa. Talk about spoiled! (They do deserve it though, they are GREAT kids!)
So that's about all that I can think of for now. I'll write more later.
Bye!
December 10, 2004
December 08, 2004
December 05, 2004
And again with the late night?
Wow. So here I sit, once again, at 4 a.m. Why does inspiration only seem to strike in the wee hours of the night/morning? Actually, I wouldn't really call it inspiration, per se, but more like boredom without the grogginess, and the urge to update all my non-existent readers of my so-called life.
Well, I no longer feel like a Scrooge. We actually went and bought pretty much all of the kids gifts tonight. We kind of took advantage of the fact that the two oldest are staying over at my brothers house tonight, and that my WONDERFUL friends who also happen to be my only good neighbors, agreed to watch the three year old for a few hours so we could do the shopping.
All I have left for my shopping is my parents, his parents, my friends, and my brothers. Of course I still have to get him a few things too. I'm going to get my parent's a pool table, seeing as to how they are now living in a really big house and finally have the room for it. I have no idea what we are getting for his parents, I can't say what I'm getting for my friends because they read this blog, as do my brothers, so HAHAHA SUCKERS!! You'll just have to wait just like everyone else!! Now, as far as my guy goes, I'm thinking that I'm going to get him the Prince of Persia game, since everytime that commercial comes on, he practically has to wipe the drool off of his chin. That and he told me tonight that he wants a Jump Box. Besides those two, I still have no IDEA of what to get him for Hanukkah/Christmas.
BTW~ For those of you that don't know, we are a split house. He is Jewish, and I am Catholic. Makes for interesting holidays, and I can't even begin to imagine the potential damage that we are inflicting on our kids by raising them in both religions. I can just imagine it now...."I believe in Jesus, but only at the beginning of April, and the end of December." LOL. I'm just very thankful that it works. Amazingly it works a LOT better than being married to a Catholic or a Mormon did. Then again, it's not the religions, but the guy, and we are perfect for each other.
Well, I'm going to have some very spoiled little kids this year. My 3 year old is getting her first Leap Pad, along with quite a few of the books and cartridges that go with it, a Strawberry Shortcake doll, a Care Bear doll that comes with a video, a few movies-including Veggie Tales...his choice, believe it or not. Along with quite a number of other things. My two oldest, who almost always get the big gift of a game system every year, (I.E., Gamecube-01, PS2-02, X-Box-03) instead of a game system, they are each getting their very own Video Now player along with a number of videos. We were going to get them each a NDS, the new handheld from Nintendo, but decided against it. We can hold off on that, and save a little bit of money. (Either that, or I'll pick some up here in about a week.) They might be getting spoiled, but they do deserve it. They don't get toys throughout the year except for their birthdays, but those are all at the end of the year anyway. They wait all year for toys or presents, and they are all really great kids, very polite, very thankful... They definitely deserve to get spoiled at the end of the year.
Oh well, I am now starting to get tired, so I should probably go to bed. Good night all!
Bye!
Well, I no longer feel like a Scrooge. We actually went and bought pretty much all of the kids gifts tonight. We kind of took advantage of the fact that the two oldest are staying over at my brothers house tonight, and that my WONDERFUL friends who also happen to be my only good neighbors, agreed to watch the three year old for a few hours so we could do the shopping.
All I have left for my shopping is my parents, his parents, my friends, and my brothers. Of course I still have to get him a few things too. I'm going to get my parent's a pool table, seeing as to how they are now living in a really big house and finally have the room for it. I have no idea what we are getting for his parents, I can't say what I'm getting for my friends because they read this blog, as do my brothers, so HAHAHA SUCKERS!! You'll just have to wait just like everyone else!! Now, as far as my guy goes, I'm thinking that I'm going to get him the Prince of Persia game, since everytime that commercial comes on, he practically has to wipe the drool off of his chin. That and he told me tonight that he wants a Jump Box. Besides those two, I still have no IDEA of what to get him for Hanukkah/Christmas.
BTW~ For those of you that don't know, we are a split house. He is Jewish, and I am Catholic. Makes for interesting holidays, and I can't even begin to imagine the potential damage that we are inflicting on our kids by raising them in both religions. I can just imagine it now...."I believe in Jesus, but only at the beginning of April, and the end of December." LOL. I'm just very thankful that it works. Amazingly it works a LOT better than being married to a Catholic or a Mormon did. Then again, it's not the religions, but the guy, and we are perfect for each other.
Well, I'm going to have some very spoiled little kids this year. My 3 year old is getting her first Leap Pad, along with quite a few of the books and cartridges that go with it, a Strawberry Shortcake doll, a Care Bear doll that comes with a video, a few movies-including Veggie Tales...his choice, believe it or not. Along with quite a number of other things. My two oldest, who almost always get the big gift of a game system every year, (I.E., Gamecube-01, PS2-02, X-Box-03) instead of a game system, they are each getting their very own Video Now player along with a number of videos. We were going to get them each a NDS, the new handheld from Nintendo, but decided against it. We can hold off on that, and save a little bit of money. (Either that, or I'll pick some up here in about a week.) They might be getting spoiled, but they do deserve it. They don't get toys throughout the year except for their birthdays, but those are all at the end of the year anyway. They wait all year for toys or presents, and they are all really great kids, very polite, very thankful... They definitely deserve to get spoiled at the end of the year.
Oh well, I am now starting to get tired, so I should probably go to bed. Good night all!
Bye!
December 04, 2004
So Boring
Aaah what a day. So boring. I started my day by waking up from a horrible dream about my boyfriend leaving me and being a total jackass to me, to hear his voice sounding so sweet and caring on the answering machine wondering where I was at. At that point, enter the two oldest children, running down the stairs into the living room where I am laying on the couch with my youngest child, my infant son, passed out in my arms. Seems we stayed up until 5 a.m. trying to get this little boy to finally succumb to the Sandman's wishes.
From there we pan to me running around trying to get my house clean, a futile effort when there are 4 children constantly running around doing one project or another. Somehow though, I did actually manage to accomplish this feat before the current MIL shows up to bring my youngest daughter home. (Every Friday night she has to stay the night with the evil bitch.)
So here I sit, waiting for that knock on my door, the one that brings mixed emotions. Happiness, and thankfulness that my daughter is making it home on time and in fairly good condition. Dread at having to face the 5 foot tall red-headed wench that calls herself my Mother-In-Law. I hate talking to that woman. She come off as sweet and unassuming, but underneath that facade is a woman who has had the audacity to accuse me of being a neglectful, abusive mother simply because she found out that her granddaughter is not really her granddaughter, after having spent a ton of money trying to take her away from me. ( I CAN'T wait to get the new hearing with the judge.)
Oh yes, 4 more days until my divorce is finalized! Yay! I've been fighting for that piece of paper that will return my identity to me for almost 3 whole years now. And finally, me and the ex are at complete agreement and have all the paperwork properly filed and the hearing is set for 4 days from now.
My daughter is home now, and yet once again, that woman brings her home with a bag full of candy. Everyday that she comes home, she has a bag full of candy. This is the same woman that had the nerve to complain that she was quite concerned about the "nutritional content" of the food on the menus at the hospital when my daughter was admitted for a serious kidney infection. She's also the same woman who complained to the dentist about the possibility of her getting cavities due to the "abnormal shape of her molars, making is hard to brush the bacteria off her teeth". Aurgh! This woman frustrates the hell out of me.
Well, I am off now to help the kids make their lists for Santa.
Bye!
From there we pan to me running around trying to get my house clean, a futile effort when there are 4 children constantly running around doing one project or another. Somehow though, I did actually manage to accomplish this feat before the current MIL shows up to bring my youngest daughter home. (Every Friday night she has to stay the night with the evil bitch.)
So here I sit, waiting for that knock on my door, the one that brings mixed emotions. Happiness, and thankfulness that my daughter is making it home on time and in fairly good condition. Dread at having to face the 5 foot tall red-headed wench that calls herself my Mother-In-Law. I hate talking to that woman. She come off as sweet and unassuming, but underneath that facade is a woman who has had the audacity to accuse me of being a neglectful, abusive mother simply because she found out that her granddaughter is not really her granddaughter, after having spent a ton of money trying to take her away from me. ( I CAN'T wait to get the new hearing with the judge.)
Oh yes, 4 more days until my divorce is finalized! Yay! I've been fighting for that piece of paper that will return my identity to me for almost 3 whole years now. And finally, me and the ex are at complete agreement and have all the paperwork properly filed and the hearing is set for 4 days from now.
My daughter is home now, and yet once again, that woman brings her home with a bag full of candy. Everyday that she comes home, she has a bag full of candy. This is the same woman that had the nerve to complain that she was quite concerned about the "nutritional content" of the food on the menus at the hospital when my daughter was admitted for a serious kidney infection. She's also the same woman who complained to the dentist about the possibility of her getting cavities due to the "abnormal shape of her molars, making is hard to brush the bacteria off her teeth". Aurgh! This woman frustrates the hell out of me.
Well, I am off now to help the kids make their lists for Santa.
Bye!
A Friendly Hello
I would like to extend a friendly welcome to all of those who are interested enough in looking through my "double-pained" window and getting a brief taste of my world. Let me start by introducing myself.
My name is Tammy, and I am a 24 year old mother of four young children. My oldest is in her last year of single digit age, and my youngest is barely old enough to stay awake for longer than a few hours at a time. I always introduce myself that way, because the one word that exists to describe me is Mother. My children are my life, and without them I would be nothing. I have been married twice, and will soon (4 days) be divorced twice as well. Taking that into consideration, I am not a single mother. I have been separated from the current husband for almost 4 years now, and have, in that time, fallen completely in love with a very good friend that I have been close to for about 6 years now. He is also the biological father of two of my children, but father to all 4 completely. My two oldest children lost their biological father to a horrible act of violence 3 years ago.
I am a stay at home mom, choosing to be here totally for my children whenever they need. I used to work, and was at one point in college, but after a bad accident involving my second oldest child, it scared me enough to decide to enjoy every moment with them to the absolute fullest. With all the loss this family has suffered and all the pain we have felt together, it's best that they know that I am here no matter what, any time of the day, every day.
I live in Anchorage, Alaska. A great city in a great state. Actually it's the best city in this state, seeing as to how it's practically the ONLY city in this state. Granted, there are two other main cities here, Fairbanks being the closest in population size, but there's really not much there other than the college (UAF), and Juneau, the state's capital. I never count the capital though, considering that the only way to get there is to fly or take a boat if the water's not frozen. If you can't drive there, it's not a city in my opinion.
Right now we are in the throes of yet another "flip-flop" winter. I call it that, because apparently Mother Nature can't make up her damn mind. It snows, the roads are frozen and icy, then it warms up and melts all the snow and ice. It stays warm for a few weeks, then it snows again and is all icy and horrible. Then is warms up.....It's a vicious cycle. Currently it's snowy and icy and miserably cold. There's no escaping a cold like this. (Of course, I hate winter, so I make it sound a LOT worse than it really is....New York gets a LOT colder than we do here, despite what most people think.)
So there you have it, your first official peek through my window! I hope that I have piqued your interest and that you will check back occasionally and see how we are doing here.
Bye!
My name is Tammy, and I am a 24 year old mother of four young children. My oldest is in her last year of single digit age, and my youngest is barely old enough to stay awake for longer than a few hours at a time. I always introduce myself that way, because the one word that exists to describe me is Mother. My children are my life, and without them I would be nothing. I have been married twice, and will soon (4 days) be divorced twice as well. Taking that into consideration, I am not a single mother. I have been separated from the current husband for almost 4 years now, and have, in that time, fallen completely in love with a very good friend that I have been close to for about 6 years now. He is also the biological father of two of my children, but father to all 4 completely. My two oldest children lost their biological father to a horrible act of violence 3 years ago.
I am a stay at home mom, choosing to be here totally for my children whenever they need. I used to work, and was at one point in college, but after a bad accident involving my second oldest child, it scared me enough to decide to enjoy every moment with them to the absolute fullest. With all the loss this family has suffered and all the pain we have felt together, it's best that they know that I am here no matter what, any time of the day, every day.
I live in Anchorage, Alaska. A great city in a great state. Actually it's the best city in this state, seeing as to how it's practically the ONLY city in this state. Granted, there are two other main cities here, Fairbanks being the closest in population size, but there's really not much there other than the college (UAF), and Juneau, the state's capital. I never count the capital though, considering that the only way to get there is to fly or take a boat if the water's not frozen. If you can't drive there, it's not a city in my opinion.
Right now we are in the throes of yet another "flip-flop" winter. I call it that, because apparently Mother Nature can't make up her damn mind. It snows, the roads are frozen and icy, then it warms up and melts all the snow and ice. It stays warm for a few weeks, then it snows again and is all icy and horrible. Then is warms up.....It's a vicious cycle. Currently it's snowy and icy and miserably cold. There's no escaping a cold like this. (Of course, I hate winter, so I make it sound a LOT worse than it really is....New York gets a LOT colder than we do here, despite what most people think.)
So there you have it, your first official peek through my window! I hope that I have piqued your interest and that you will check back occasionally and see how we are doing here.
Bye!
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