Christmas with the Hyde's

So, I think we agreed that next year, we’ll skip Christmas. Maybe take a cruise or something. That sounds like fun. We did have a great Christmas at home, but it seems that the little people are all sick. So it has been a very quiet holiday this year.

I have been very proud of myself lately, awarding myself little “mother of the year” awards occasionally. For doing things out of the norm for me, like cleaning up more vomit than those Dr.’s on “ER” have EVER seen. *rolls eyes* Anyhoo, my “Mother of the Year” awards have been revoked as of last night. In fact, I think I’ve also been added to the non-eligible list for the award.

We were sitting there watching Gilmore Girls last night and the phone rang. It was my Mom. She asked me how Anna was feeling and we talked for a little while about that. Then she asked how Abby’s day went. I was slightly confused it was a weird question. So I said “her day went…fine…why?”…..then it came. The words every parent never wants to hear….

“Isn’t today her birthday????”. WHAT?? Holy Cow. It IS her birthday!!! We totally missed Abby’s first birthday. Does that tell you how crazy our lives have been lately? Wow. I am just reeling from that. I feel awful, but at the same time, it’s pretty funny. It’s the 4th child syndrome, just starting a little early. *sigh*

So anyway, we’re going to start celebrating her half birthday. So mark your calendars….. June 27th, we’ll celebrate Abby’s birthday (half)……hahaha

So the holidays are almost over and I am beginning to see how the year goes by much faster the older you get. At work, I’ve already got my schedule prepared for all of my teachers through the month of April. Wow, then we begin to prepare for VBS. Actually I’ll start that sometime in March.

Did I mention that I got a Dyson for Christmas? Look it up. I LOVE IT!! Also, that wonderful hubby of mine picked out Christmas China for us. I got that sweet thermos from Starbucks that I’ve had my eye on for months, hmmm, what else? A turtle. Yes, he bought me a real turtle. I collect turtles, you know the little bitty ones,. Tell me, if you collected elephants, little ones to sit on a shelf, and someone bought you a real one would you feel the same way about it? Hahaha! Just kiddin, I think it was sweet. And she really is a beautiful turtle. *wink*

Hope everyone has a wonderful New Year. Isn't this the time of year when all the overweight people in the world vow to lose weight, all the drowning in debt people vow to get out of debt, all the smokers vow to quit smoking, drinkers vow to quit drinking and loners vow to spend more time with family. LOL I think that's probably the top 5.

Let's see, what's my New Year's Resolution this year???
Hmmmm....
I'll let you know what it is after the 1st.

Wal-Mart doesn't sell brains - but you may be able to get one on sale at Target....

Now that I've freaked you all out over my last blog, finally I'm back on the "net". Well...somewhat. My *stupid* computer crashed again.....so I'm typing this at work.

How is work going? You ask? *grin* Well, much better, I'm sure. I'll fill you in more when my brain gets back from vacationing in the Bahamas. *rolls eyes* But it is a lot better, I can say that!

We are getting ready for Christmas. Sure is a lot more to do with 4 kids. More things to buy, more things to wrap and if you really want to get technical... Normally I may wrap 4 presents for each child. Using about 6 pieces of tape per present. The first year I used 24 pieces of tape. I've worked my way up to 96!!! *laughing*

I know, I know....no one thinks of things like that except for me. But that's why this is my blog and I can be weird on it because this is a preview of what goes on inside my head. *scary*

*laughing*
Ok, hopefully I'll get my computer fixed and I'll be back on every day again soon.

Merry Christmas!

Christmas plays, bad Wednesdays, lessons learned, sad Christmas trees and white elephant gifts...*sigh*

Allow me to submit a small disclaimer for this post. A sort of...um... reminder....

This blog's sole purpose is for my own entertainment. This blog is my own personal journal that some are invited to read and others are not. If you happen upon it and enjoy it, then great, if not, feel free to move on. If you know me and read something on here that could possibly offend you then let me remind you where the delete button is.

I know to most, that may sound harsh. But I feel the need to remind some, that we are all different. We all express emotions differently - and that's ok. We all think differently - shoot, we eat differently, we cook differently, we bathe differently, drive, shop, type, parent, lead, follow, sing, write, clean, walk, dress, run, talk - it's even possible that we hear differently *rolls eyes*

I just want to say that I invite you to read my blog to see things how I see them. I'm not perfect, no one is. It's just me, being me.

I know, I know...you're still trying to recover from the title to this post. And to think that I couldn't fit it all in either. I had to leave out some things. *rolls eyes*

I do think that this past week could definitely go down in my book of most memorable weeks ever. However it lost it's place to fit into the most "happy" memories slot. But found a nice empty page to fill in the "worst moment of my life" page.

Seriously though, I could have done without this past Wednesday. I could probably live the rest of my life happily if I never have to work with another Chaplain in my entire life. But then....That wouldn't be any fun would it?

And then there is the part of me that does know that all Chaplains are not the same. Just like the rest of us "lay people".

So since I can't really go into everything on my blog, let me just say that someone I work with hurt my feelings very badly this week and it may take me some time to recover.
I still consider myself to be quite new to the ministry field. Sunnydale was a youth minister way back when, but I wasn't really a part of the ministry then. However, I do think I am a part of it now.

But being a part of the ministry and working in a military chapel, I think, can be two very different things. Probably depends on the Chaplain you're working for. I am the Director of Religious Education for our military Chapel. This has been quite a learning experience for me.
I wonder a lot about things I didn't give much thought to before. About how Jesus felt about things. Administratively. Or did he, even give much thought to such petty things.

I can't help but to wonder if he met someone who was profound in their own way, someone that isn't mentioned in the Bible. Maybe he dropped something and they picked it up for Him. A common courtesy, right? What does it feel like to be perfect. And to know you're perfect? What does it feel like to know that no matter what you say, how you say it or whatever, people are going to flock by the thousands to hear it.

I wish I had people flocking to hear anything I had to say. The only thing people flock to me for are favors. Well, at least that's how it feels sometimes. I know that's not how it is in reality. But in the Christi bubble that I live in, that's how it seems.

Well, I'm off to bed, so I can get up in the morning and pray that by some miracle of God I can manage to pull off a decent Children's Christmas Play tomorrow evening. That way on Monday morning I can wake up feeling some sense of fulfillment. *choke choke*

night