Today

Today brought 4 men to my home to fix a dryer. 2 watched, 1 looked, and the other worked. They never did get it fixed, but said they would be back. They didn't come back.

Today brought sad little boys. Mama's car wouldn't start.....which made us miss their last homeschool sports class. Really sad boys who have been cooped up for 2 days because of rain. They really needed to run in that gym.

Today brought jelly beans. Way too many Trader Joe's jelly beans. Have you tried them? They are fabulous.

Today brought clarity about a few things. I love when that happens. Now I hope that I don't forgot all that clarity.

Today brought tea. Lots of tea....and jelly beans.

Today brought a boy-made play about a made up country called Beltre..... and the many characters that live there. I played Tuzcan's wife.

Tonight will bring a possible trip to Target and dinner picked up by Dad.

Saturday Morning Confessions

I'm ready for some confessions.

1. I love the beautiful flowers that have beautified my kitchen, but I've neglected them. As I type they are droopy and brown and ....just forgotten. I often forget to water things.

2. I am not a morning person...at all. Just ask my dear husband. I'm sort of a grouch until I've had something
hot to drink. If I know I have to be somewhere {instead of getting to slowly wake up}then I get stressed.

3.I loved this painting in the store. I even cell phone pictured {I make up words} to Greg and my friend for approval. Now I have no idea what to do with it. It looks much better in person....so I keep telling myself.

{notice the red clearance sticker? nice.}

4. I'm obsessed with getting organized....yet, I am never organized.

5. I ordered my 11th hundredth math curriculum this week. Though, I know I will just go back to my original

choice.

6. The more I embrace our own way of doing things {homeschooling, living, everything} the more at peace I am. The more we beat our own drum, the prettier it sounds. The more we walk to that beat.....the happier we are. I could go on and on, but I'll stop.

7. I'm tired of my blog background, but too lazy to change it.

That Endo Girl

My dear friend heard some info that she quickly shared with me. It was about tea tree oil stimulating estrogen receptors. It pertained to my endo, but also to my boy's adrenal issue. Estrogen does not do a body good.....in fact,when you have too much estrogen it can cause serious and significant damage. So this I know. I didn't realize that tea tree oil....and lavender....and *gasp* coffee.....all are estrogenic{increase estrogen level} {good info here}

Please don't take my tea tree oil....or my coffee. I love tea tree oil and use it often. In fact, I have been known to spray it on my bed....or lather it like lotion on my arms{for a packing boxes rash}. It's in our shampoo, conditioner, lotion, soap.....on and on. Now, I am not going to go all crazy and never ever use it {or fully stop drinking coffee} but now I know what I know.....so I will greatly lessen our use.

So....that got me to searching about the endo diet and other things. I did not expect what else I found. Dozens of bloggers writing about their endo battle. Not only that, but some of these gals are really young. My heart broke for them. I almost felt like this older mother hen that just wanted to tell them "hang in there" "I understand" "I get it!!!"

One of those sister-endo bloggers wrote this.....and oh , how I could relate to every word.

"I am the girl with endometriosis. I am the girl who is always in constant pain but looks completely healthy. I am the girl who is infertile. I am the girl who always calls in sick and the student who is always rushing to hand assignments in on time. I am the girl who has a pharmacy in her handbag. I am the girl who is always going to doctor appointments. I am the girl who is always tired. I am the girl with the disease you can't pronounce or understand. I am that girl with endo."

I am that girl, too.

Brooklyn and another Bridge

We had a couple of visitors this past weekend.....Grandma and Papa. Friday evening I took Grandma to her usual Ikea trip(she loves Ikea) while Papa went to Boys Brigade with the guys.

The boys had been preparing and building race cars each Friday. Papa was fortunate to be visiting for the special race event.....and be there when his grandson's won 1st and 2nd place {what are the chances?!}

Saturday was beautiful....so we went on an adventure into Brooklyn. Much to my {and Grandma's} dismay we crossed over a rather large and long bridge. I'm telling you, these bridges are beginning to annoy me.

The boys held my hands as we crossed. At one point, I held the camera up in the air and snapped a picture....I captured a freighter off in the distance.

Brooklyn is really neat. We loved ooohhhing and ahhhhing over the various houses and streets.

                                                          The museum was small, but fun.

We drove back over the bridge into Staten Island for lunch. We quickly found this great little Italian place {loved the strong Italian accents}

                                            Then it was home for popcorn and chilling.

                                                                  And a puppet show

Sunday.....we went to church, a diner, and out for our favorite Italian Ice. Add in a bit more shopping and a playground and you have a fun filled weekend. All was good in the hood.

Internet Wondering

I was about to post some pictures and write about some things.....but there is something I've been
wondering about. Do you ever worry about internet safety? Do you wonder/worry that someone may be
"stealing" your family photos or info?

I ask because I have noticed that this has happened to a couple people and my ears are perking up. I'm not a facebook person so blogging has been a fabulous way for me to keep in touch with you....my family and friends. Going private(as I have done in the past) is an option, but also sort of a pain.

I could keep a blog without any pictures or interesting tid bits.....but what fun would that be?

Just wondering. What do you think? Something to worry about, or no?