My name is Jenna, and I am 25 years old. Tremendously blessed, I am married to a wonderful man, and together we are raising a beautiful little girl. Located in the "mitten state", we reside in a modest suburban area in our own itty bitty house. We have three cats and one dog as our furry companions, and are always tempted to have maybe *just one more*. lol We love God, and value all creation, big or small.

   

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Thursday, March 17, 2005
Hey Now....

So, what exactly is the punishment due to a man who leaves a movie to be watched, and then fiddles around with the parental controls and forgets to give me the password? Gwar. >:o ( Seriously though, I'm not mad. It's just annoying. I can only stomach so much "fear factor", and can only avoid "Will and Grace" so well (it seems to be on constantly).

I tried to clip Skippy's nails, since they were REALLY long. My goodness, they must have not cut them in a couple years, if ever. I managed to get his front paws done, and only made one nail bleed. I just put some pressure to it, and it stopped. I'm pretty good at this, since I used to do it all the time at work. You know, some people actually pay their vet office to clip their dog's nails? Doesn't that sound silly? lol I guess that if you are trying to do it alone, like me, then it seems logical just to pay $8 or so, and let someone else fuss with a squirmy dog. I never did get his back paws done. When I got half way done with one foot, he decided that he would rather play. So, after slobbering and nibbling on my hand for a while, he won. I let go, and he went to go get his tug toy.

Oh, speaking of nibbling, I invited my dad over for dinner this evening. He actually did come over too, because I bribed him with corned beef and cabbage. I had dinner done and waiting, and waiting, and waiting. DH and I talked, and he said that he would be home in two hours. *sigh* Well, apparently the party was just too good to leave. He still isn't home yet, and I've put DD to bed already. I don't begrudge him the company, but it sure does stink to be so bored while he is gone. Ideally, I'd be watching my movie by now, but I already explained that one. *wrinkles nose* Hrrrmmph! I want some ice cream.....

Posted at 09:49 am by Jenna
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My Day Out

After waking so early, I was able to get some things done that I enjoy. After getting DD dressed and fed, we drove over to the hospital to see my Sis and her new baby. We stayed for a couple hours, and I held the baby for a while. They had his pictures taken today, and the one that they chose for their package was really cute. Oh, the baby is just so adorable. His cone head isn't so pronounced today, so he is looking more like the cutie-patootie that he is. I was able to get my camera to the store today, so I had the pictures developed. The baby's hair seems darker today, though Sis still seems to think that he is going to be a blonde. I'm leaning more toward a lighter brown, but that's just my guess. I also think that he's going to have blue/greenish eyes too, but we'll have to wait and see.

After leaving the hospital, I went to the store to buy our pet foods and some small do-dads that I can't pick up at my normal grocery store. I also made a point to pick up the corned beef, cabbage, potatoes, and carrots for dinner this evening. They are in the crock pot, cooking, because DH will be home a bit late tonight. They are having a St. Patrick's day party at work. I suspect that it is just an excuse for them to drink green beer. Thankfully, I can trust DH. He is very responsible with drinking any alcohol, so I know that he won't try to drive if he has been drinking.

Tonight, we are going to watch a video, since it has to go back to the rental store soon. So, it is going to be "The Alamo" this evening. While I haven't read any real good reviews on the movie, it has to be better than some of the funky things that DH has been bringing home lately. lol He's really been bringing home some "bottom of the barrel" videos lately. If he keeps this up, I'm going to have to start making the runs to the store. *laughs* There is only so much "B" movie that I can take. lol Hey, hey, but at least I don't have to worry about getting cold while watching tv.

Skippy, my Skipperoo, has decided that he likes to by my lap-dog. I told DH yesterday that I like him so much, I think that we don't have to worry about the rest of our "trial week" with him. I wouldn't mind keeping him. I was just leery that he was going to be a monster, but found out that they really were telling the truth about Skippy's situation. Skipperoo used to sit in his kennel all day, so when they would let him out, he was kind of hyper. Since the young lady, responsible for his care, didn't like to let him out very often, he would sometimes wet in the house. Since I am here most of the time, he gets to have free reign of the house, and I let him out as often as he needs (and then some. lol). We haven't had any problems with him wetting in the house, and he hasn't been hyper. He does love to play though, and will bring his toy to us, which is so different for DH and I. But, he is fun to play with, and we don't mind. When he gets his chance to play tug and fetch, he is quite mello during the other parts of the day. Skipperoo loves to lay on the couch with me, so I can rub his head and belly while we watch tv. DH thinks it is funny, and plays at being jealous, but he can't fool me. I know that he really just likes having the other couch to himself anyway.

Posted at 01:45 am by Jenna
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Wednesday, March 16, 2005
A New Addition

Today, I am happy to have another nephew. My sister gave birth to a beautiful little boy this afternoon, whom she named "Landon". I'll admit that it is taking me some time to get used to it. It is a little different from what I am used to. I do love unique names though. My own daughter's name is not too common, though we didn't pick it for that reason. Anyway, Landon weighs in at 8 lbs. and 13 oz. . I wish that I could say how long he was, but I somehow missed that measurement. I was nominated as the impromptu photographer though, so I was a little busy. I am sure that I can get my sister to write it all down on the back of one of my photos though.

Landon really is an adorable little boy, and I hope that my sister thoroughly enjoys the time that she has with him. Kids can be a real trial, but they are blessings beyond compare. I've come to understand that nothing worth having really comes too easily. There's always some difficulty to be had, but obviously parents don't mind terribly much, or there would never be little cone-headed babies to coo at.

This week is going to be different, I am sure. If everything goes normally, Sis and her baby should be able to come home tomorrow. I'm sure that they are going to spend most of their time napping and eating. On Friday, I get to go out shopping by myself, which is not exactly the norm. Usually, my sister goes with me, but of course she will be occupied. So, I am going to go shopping for both of our families, and then drop off her groceries to her.

In some ways, I am glad that much of the fuss is over for now, with as many things as have been going on with my family. I will be glad to have silence and work. It sounds funny to some people, I am sure. For me though, it is a blessing to be able to work hard, talk little, and fall asleep slightly sore. I've just been too stressed and over-emotional lately. I think that some of it stems from the baby stuff, some from melodrama with my mom, and some with brattiness from my daughter. Today, DD decided to tell me that she wished that I was in heaven. Then, she said that she never wanted to come home, that she wanted to live with my youngest sister and her family. *sigh* So much unknowingly hurtful talk from such a little person of 4 years old. Emotionally, I am feeling as though I am naked, curled up in a ball on the floor, and everyone is just taking turns at kicking me. Charming mental picture, I am sure. lol I just need to de-stress and get myself together again.

In the meantime, I guess I get a refreshers course on changing newborn babies, and all of that good stuff. I wasn't able to hold the baby today, because we all got chased out so my sister could have her first breastfeeding "lesson". lol It's all good anyway. I am at the tail-end of a cold anywho, and don't need to be getting the baby sick. We'll have plenty of time for him to get to know me as it is.

Posted at 07:22 am by Jenna
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