Sunday, May 31, 2009
Hey Bloggers! I know. I know. It's been a while since I posted a blog. You know how it is. You plan things and then life gets in the way of those plans. So, I got a few free minutes today to post about the zany times here in Mathisland. We're all fine and still crazy. LOL Getting ready for my oldest to graduate from high school. I've been reminiscing alot lately about when he was a baby. I guess events like graduations make you reflect. I can't believe the years have passed by so quickly. But, I am extremely proud of the young man he has become. He's working part-time right now, until graduation. He has no plans on attending college, but I'm hoping he'll change his mind. My middle son stays bored most of the time. There's nothing to do, according to him. He pretty much stays on the basketball court. He played football at the beginning of the school year, but, he loves basketball. So, why didn't he try out for the basketball team? No idea! The youngest is just a typical spoiled child. Always hanging around mommy. If I grab my car keys, he's usually waiting on the porch before I hit the door. That child is stuck to me like glue. And, he says he's never going to leave me. Oh, what joy. To round out this very happy Mathis Bunch, I now have a grandpuppy. Yes, my oldest son got a dog. He's a Lab mix. His paws are huge, so I know he's going to be big. So, add him in with the two dogs I already have, and you can see why I have no free time. I've been watching alot of the Dog Whisperer, with Ceasar Milan, and I tell you, that man is a genius! I have learned so much about how to be an effective pack leader with these three dogs. And, with these three boys! Ceasar is awesome! Until next time bloggers! Soon. I promise!
Sunday, January 11, 2009
The football Banquet was so nice! So much food, and it was really good seeing everybody again. The last time I saw them was at the last game for the Juniors, which was in November. It felt good catching up with them all. I'm mad that I forgot to take my camera so I could get pictures of the boys and everybody. My son got his trophy.
And, to my surprise, I received a plague for all my assistance with the concessions at all the home games, and the Coach of the Juniors gave me a bouquet of flowers! I was Assistant Team Mom.
We all really had a great time! I grumbled a little about practice starting in early August and having to give up all my free time every evenings to run off to practice, AND getting up at the crack of dawn on Saturdays for the games, but when you stop and think about it, these are the memories he will have once he grows up, and it really is worth it. Who knows, maybe he'll be the next starting Center for the Washington Redskins! Okay, a girl can dream.
Saturday, January 10, 2009
My ten-year old played football with the P.G. Falcons Youth Organization last year, and today they are having their end-of-the-season Banquet. It should be fun. I'm looking forward to cheering for him as he walks up to accept his trophy for playing so hard all year. Well, they all played their hearts out. Didn't have a great record 1-8, but, they played their hearts out. I'll update you later today.
Friday, January 9, 2009
Some days, more than others, I beat myself up over things I have no control. Well, some of the things I do have control over—just not right now—and I beat myself up for it. I firmly believe in “Let Go and Let God,” and I do that. But, today was one of those days when something caught up with me and I let it get to me. And, of course on a day like that, I’d get an email about “Phenomenal Women,” in which category I do NOT feel a part of today. The “Images of A Mom” were part of the email message, and after reading it, all I wanted to do was cry. Stupid, sentimental, emotional, mushy. Why do I feel like this today!!?! Because my mother's birthday would have been this Sunday, January 11th. And, I miss my Mom.
The Images of A Mom 4 YEARS OF AGE - My Mommy can do anything! 8 YEARS OF AGE - My Mom knows a lot! A whole lot! 12 YEAR S OF AGE -My Mother doesn't really know quite everything. 14 YEARS OF AGE - Naturally, Mother doesn't know that, either! 16 YEARS OF AGE - Mother? She's hopelessly old-fashioned. 18 YEARS OF AGE - That old woman? She's way out of date! 25 YEARS OF AGE - Well, she might know a little bit about it. 35 YEARS OF AGE - Before we decide, let's get Mom's opinion. 45 YEARS OF AGE - Wonder what Mom would have thought about it? 65 YEARS OF AGE - Wish I could talk it over with Mom.