Wednesday, April 14, 2010

If time stood still...

I look around my house and wonder when I am ever going to find the time to do any of the things I would like to do. My living room is still half painted. My bedroom door fell, literally fell, right out of the wall, hinges and all. Seriously. Laundry never ends and dishes don't either. A dishwasher was a nice invention, if people knew how to use it. I think I may be the only person on the planet with the skills to empty one. It's a special talent I have. The yard is a disaster and the garden is far from being anything except a resting ground for last years dead tomato plants. Finals are coming and I am ready to be done with school. I have to take summer classes and that stinks majorly. So ready to be done, but it's not getting any easier from here. SO many things to do and so little time to sleep. I think my body is starting to curse at me from the inside. Don't worry I will be restful and healthy some day.

Sophie and I are doing the Susan G. Komen Race for the Cure this Saturday. If you would like to sponsor either of us you can go here. She's so excited even though she has no idea what it is. I found some pink hair stuff at Goodwill last week and we're going to color her hair. It will be a lot of fun. I am hoping for no rain and weather that isn't too hot.

Alice's surgery is scheduled for April 23rd at 10:30am. Unless the plan changes she will have to spend one night in Riley. I hope everything goes smoothly and she isn't in too much pain. She is one tough little girl and I am counting on that. Plus she'll get to eat popcicles, ice cream, applesauce, yogurt and pain meds for days, so who wouldn't be happy?

3 comments:

Jeni said...

Can I have surgery, too?

Jeni said...

Ok, seriously, I hope all goes well. And I bet you're right. She'll be fine. Grouchy, but fine. She *is* one tough girl.

Gisele said...

I love you Kendra, and I'll be praying for you & your little ones. One thing I know is - you're a tough little mama, too. All that stuff you listed? You're right, it's never-ending, but that's what makes it less important. The stuff that you know won't last? Like childhood? That's what's important.