Sunday, March 27, 2011

Worries

Do you ever look around and wonder who is really happy and who is hiding sadness or pain? I have often wondered that. We can look at someone and think that they look like their life is wonderful but reality might be the extreme opposite of wonderful. It is so hard, impossible really, to truly know how someone is feeling or what their life is like.

I have had times when all I want to do is cry or curl up in a ball, but don't really have that option. There have been several times in the past week where I have just wanted to cry but because I am helping to coach little squirts I have had to be happy as a clam. Who knew I could be such a good actress. I did notice that when I was focusing on the girls I wasn't focusing on my own worries and problems. I suppose there is something to learn from that. Maybe when we are feeling down we should try to focus on serving others and see if that helps us with our own problems. It may not take them away, but might help us to have a better attitude when dealing with it. Just a thought.

Friday, March 18, 2011

Aches and Pains

What is up with my poor, almost 39 year old body? I am still having issues with my ankle (back to no exercising right now....sad.....), and now I am having issues with my wrist! I am not sure what I did to it (James thinks it is from gymnastics -doing it and spotting kids doing it) but it is in mind numbing pain all of the time. Really?! Come on body! Give me a stinking break! (and I don't mean my bones!)

Wednesday, March 16, 2011

Who Is The Bigger Dork? You Decide.

Who is the bigger dork? James or Temaire'? I have MANY stories that could swing the vote in either direction, however, I am going to stick to the following two. Please, I really want to know.

Temaire's story:

I float. I can not sink to the bottom of a pool. If I put my legs straight down and let go of the side they bob right up to the top. Right along side my head. James and I were at the Navy base swimming and he decided to see if a 10lb swimming brick would make me sink. If I sunk James told me to try and walk across the bottom of the pool. It took a bit of time, but I made it down to the bottom. I started to walk, made it a few steps, needed some air and I opened up my mouth and took a deep breath. Problem was, there was not air under water! I dropped the brick and went shooting back up to the top coughing and sputtering all over the place. James was in hysterics. You might wondering at my lack of common sense. Keep in mind that when I walk I am usually able to breath and it was just a habit!

James' story:

James was at work doing a double shift. It was a little bit after 2:00 a.m. He was taking the quads to the gas station to fill them up when he was stopped by a train. He put the car in park to wait. There were also two cars behind him. The next thing he knows he is waking up and there is no train, no cars behind him. Nothing. Well, he was still there so there was something! He figures he was asleep for about 30 minutes!

So, you decided. Who is the bigger dork?

Wednesday, March 2, 2011

Hysterical!

Last night, after listening to one of my daughters yell at her sister in her sleep (this lasted for about an hour, off and on) I finally fell asleep around 1:30. A little bit before 3:00 I was abruptly awakened by my husband, screaming out as loud as he could 'ONE!!!!!!!!!'. Not only was it done at an extremely loud volume (the word was bouncing off of the walls and my ears were ringing), but it was also done in a short, staccato form. I about jumped out of my skin!!!! As a general rule, James does not talk (or scream) in his sleep. I reached over and asked him if he was okay. I got absolutely no response. I laid there for a second and then burst in to laughter! I could not stop laughing!!!! All of a sudden I heard James laughing as well. He had yelled so loudly he woke himself up. He has been helping to run a pre-academy for people trying out for his team. I figured that he was dreaming about what he had done that day and was counting out for them while he was working out. Turns out he was actually yelling at his brother in his dream and said 'WES!'. We laughed for a bit and then I thanked him for making sure I would not be able to sleep for another hour or two. He then reminded me of something that happened when we were first married.

I have a lot of nightmares and one of those is a recurring one of a gigantic spider coming down from the ceiling on to my face. The problem is that I don't realize it is a dream. I am absolutely positive that it is real. When this happens I start screaming and pull my blanket over my head in a sweeping motion and then put it up in the air to catch the spider and fling the blanket to the floor. I then jump up from the bed just in case I missed the spider and quickly turn on the lights and have to check all over the place to make sure there are no creepy crawlies around. Imagine how thrilled my missionary companions were at night! lol

So, back to my story. We had been married a couple of weeks and I had neglected to inform James that I talk in my sleep (he had found out by the time this story unfolded) or that I have many nightmares, my spider one included. We were sleeping and I had the dream and responded in the same fashion that I just wrote about. He thought someone had broken in to our house and was getting ready to attack! He jumped out of bed and ran to the living room to do whatever damage he needed to to fend of the attacker......never mind that his side of the bed was closer to the door than I was and I had not left my side of the room. If someone had broken in and I was screaming because they were attacking me wouldn't they have been in our room? He was tired and wasn't thinking. Once he realized that I was dreaming and someone was not trying to kill me he tried to show me that there were no spiders around. He was not thrilled about being woken up that way, but has gotten used to it. By the way, how would you have liked to be our neighbors in our apartment complex with the thin walls?! haha

Last night, after we finished laughing (it took me a while. I kept thinking about it and would start to laugh again) he told me that he was just getting even. I guess it worked!