In Case of a Break-In, NEVER SLEEP NAKED!

True Story:  So I was having an extremely difficult time with everything on and was just having a seriously rough couple of days  I'm talking "turn-of-the-cell-phone-and-shut-down-the-computer-for-an-entire-weekend" kind of thing; which, if you know me, is totally...not like me. 

Sidenote:  I have a fabulous neighbor.  At first we just did favors for each other and watched each other's kids when one or the other needed to run an errand without it taking 3 extra hours.  We helped each other out etc.  Then we started having "porch dates".  Usually completely unplanned mommy nights where we bummed in our sweat pants and exchanged parenting "Oh I KNOW!"'s over some big girl koolaid. AKA alcoholic beverage.  These nights ended up in us getting completely off topic and at some point laughing our butts off while making gigantic plans with complete intent on keeping them knowing full-well come next morning we wouldn't : )  And then it turned into friends exchanging things that you usually don't tell other people.  And that has been the evolution of my friendship with our neighbor!  Ok....so back to the story...

I had the curtains closed all weekend.  (I did take the boys for a walk and to the park...and I even checked the mail!) I had essentially just checked out of life for a little bit.  I didn't put in my contacts or put any makeup on.  ..................I know.  I'm dead serious.  It was that bad.  All I did was clean and play with the boys and do the everyday chores while cleaning up messes that I'd just cleaned and on and on, rinse, repeat, etc. Well Jennifer must've been a little concerned because I hadn't been answering her texts, calls, or messages (I'm not sure she knew just how hardcore I was going with the whole "house hermit" thing).  So that night I got the boys to bed and waded through the mountains of laundry in the hallway to get to my room.  I thought..."Heck.  I might as well take a nice bath and then I'll wrap and go to sleep..."  I did some yoga.  Took a bath. Shaved my legs, even!  Got out, put on my wrap and instantly felt better.  But the way I put the wrap on with the saran wrap over it I couldn't get my PJ pants on so I just decided to chill on my bed -- full on birthday suit over here. 

As I'm laying there in my skibbies I hear something downstairs and just chalked it up to the ghostie in my house or something random because there was NO WAY it was a burglar.  Then I heard another noise....then silence....nahhhh. I just imagined that.... All of a sudden my bedroom door starts to open up so I'm quick scrambling for my glasses but all I see is pitch black and the first thing that comes to my mind is --- OH MY GOSH! MY HOUSE REALLY IS HAUNTED!  Then I started thinking of the quickest gun to grab from our stash under the bed when I hear, "Sara?" ---- It was Jennifer and our other friend Ms. Brittanie coming in to check on me and do an "intervention" (makes it sounds like I was on crack or something! haha!)  Most awkward  moment ever!  My terribly messy hallway and they climbed through my laundry and got to see my horrifically messy room AND me in nothing but saran wrap! They also brought me a "Get out of jail free" card for babysitting because Jennifer knew I needed a break.  And they brought me some "beverages"! HA!  It was so fun.  Then we decided to give the neighbors a show and I chased them out of the house (in my blanket) and threw shoes at them!  The neighbors had watched these 2 clowns actually break into my garage and they didn't even call the police!

THEY TURNED MY FROWN UPSIDE DOWN!  : ) 

It turned into a fun night.  I'm lucky to have good friends!  Sad I'll be leaving them behind --- but I'll take these memories with me forever!  : Justin Bieber on the porch in the blacklight.... ding dong door ditch -- OH YES WE DID!... dancing around the living room with the kids blaring music at night...never say neverrrr...

Am I Bald Yet?

WARNING:  I'm extremely stressed out!  and I'm not going to sugar-coat things or pretend that it's all happy-go-lucky because right now, it's not!  Things are a little rough right now...but OH WELL. THAT'S LIFE.  and this is just temporary phase.

I feel like 1/8 teaspoon of jelly trying to cover an extra large piece of toast.  There's just not enough of me to go around!  I'm so busy doing all the other stuff I'm not really getting time for myself.  AH!!  Christopher has been acting out like crazy.  I've been getting random adrenaline surges during the day...probably because I'm constantly worrying that he's going to get out and run down the road (which he's already done).  Even at night in my dreams I dream that he's escaping the house and I HAVE to get out of bed to check on him.  Why do I clean the house? Honestly.  I really can't think of a good reason other than it's the "thing" to do.  I cleaned Christopher's room (we do every night...but I vacuumed it today) and tonight, after telling him to go to bed 800 times and having to swat his tush, I hear him at 10:30. 2 and a half hours after I put him to bed!  What did he do?  Dumped all of his toys in the middle of the floor and tore up books and the back of a chalkboard thing into a million tiny pieces. 

 I know it's not just me feeling this way because thankfully I found a wife and friend who's having the same things.  Military life: you get to be married AND be a single parent. (Really not looking forward to deployment). Christopher's in the terrible-two's, Rob's gone, and we're getting ready to make another huge life change.  Things are crazy stressful.  I just want to melt into the floor for a little bit.  Sometimes I'm not sure whether to hysterically laugh or just break down into tears.  Occasionally I opt for both.  I do devotionals to re-center myself and I try to stay positive...but some days it's just so hard.  Today I said about 50 prayers for strength and patience.  I can't imagine what my day would've been like if I hadn't prayed.  I swiffered the floor only to have a delicious looking bowl of buttered peas and ravioli with homemade sauce hit it...because they weren't chicken nuggets and that of course puts a damper on my happy attitude. I don't know.   I feel old, a little mediocre, and boring.  I want to spend a little money on myself and not feel guilty about it.  I want to feel pretty and cute and be able to get my nails done or get a new cute outfit occasionally.  I need a haircut...I need something different. 

Wisco Vaca

Had such a wonderful time visiting the family! 
Some of our trip hi-lights were:



Buscia and Ryan! (She got Christopher hooked on
bologna sandwiches!!!)



--- Christopher escaping Buscia (means Grandma in Polish)'s house; we heard a boy outside that sounded exactly like Christopher. Ding Ding Ding! It WAS Christopher!  He'd managed to sneak out of his room (that we had jammed the door on while our bedroom was right next door), changed his own pull-up, attempted to put various pants on, made a "bony shammitz" -- aka: bologna sandwich --  for the trip, got the tackle box and fishing pole from the garage (which he had to go outside to get to), grabbed his lifevest from downstairs, talked to some people walking their dog (that's when we heard him outside), and by the time I caught him he was already on the dock heading for the pontoon boat with tackle box in hand saying "Mommmy!!!  I GOIN FISHIN!".....   Seriously.  HOW IS MY HAIR NOT GRAY YET?!?



Papa meeting Ryan



---  Everyone meeting Ryan for the first time!

---  Waking up and going for a pontoon boat ride around the lake with Rob and Christopher

---  Going to the fireworks on the 4th of July with my hubby and just getting to hold his hand and walk around without having to worry about chasing a 2-year-old or changing poopie diapers.  That evening we weren't Sara&Rob: Mom&Dad.  We were just Sara&Rob.  It was a nice break!

---  Sitting around the campfire with hubby and the family.  Oh and the one night in particular when Christopher got to stay up WAY past his bedtime (*cough cough* ....11:30pm!!)  He was a riot!  Being such a clown and entertaining us all; pretending that the fire was trying to eat his sucker!  
-- Watching my Dad and Rob light off fireworks (illegally) in the driveway with The Boellaard Clan: Papa and Gigi, Aunt Shelia, Adam, my Dad, Michael, Wes, Mar-bear, Rob, Christopher, me and Ryan!  We were the envy of the neighborhood!

Daddy and Christopher eatin' BLT's

--- Cooking breakfast for the guys at my Dad & Mary's! 
--- Playing in the toyroom that Grandma Mikey set up for Christopher.  He called it his "park"!
--- "Camping" in Grandpa Scott's backyard with Rob, Christopher, Ryan, and I all in one tent!  It was so much fun!!! Complete with a campfire, swingset, AND it was free!  Plus if it rained all we had to do was run in the house.... not a bad deal!

--  The OLD RED MILL in Little Hope, WI!!!  Words cannot describe it....but an upcoming Youtube Video will : )


--- Riding in the car with Christopher and Grandma Mary.  Car pulled in front of us and Christopher appropriately used daddy's phrase: STOOOPID HIPPIES!!!   ....funny how kids pick up on the things you don't want them to say!



Ryan and Aunt Shelia at the lake

--- Hanging out with my brother and his friends for a night! ....oh that was interesting!!!  Way too much to recap but the jist of which was: ghost stories. cemetary. ditch. traintracks. security guard. more ghost stories.

---  Washing and waxing the car with Christopher

---  Taking the boys to the lake with Auntie Shelia and Adam ... Christopher REALLY loved swimming! ...or so he claimed.

---  Goin on historical adventures with the boys



--- Heading out to Lake Wazee and hanging out with Grandpa Jack (dropped the weiners in the dirt...TWICE!) my mom, and Grandma Bev for the day.  Swam off the drop-off and supermanned over a 200 foot drop.  Amazing sensation!  You can see the tops of trees!

--Attempting a beer-off with Jimmy (my cousin). HA!  He's the ultimate champion forever.  I forfeited! 

---  Get-together with Rob's family!  They're all so much fun!  Especially his Aunt Gail.  She's got baby magic!  Ryan just absolutely loved her.

Auntie Gail working her baby magic!

Gigi Meeting Ryan!



My mom, me and the boys @my newest favorite place
on earth:  Old Red Mill, Little Hope WI





 



Best Picture Award --- Grandpa Scott & Gramma Mary @ 2 Lakes



Jimmy & My Brother: The Winners