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South America – Day 160

This week I have been thinking a lot about going back to work.  On Monday I drove to Springfield to renew my cosmetology license.  This is not something that I have shared with very many people until now, but my license expired on October first.  Since I wasn’t working, and I had a lot going on in my life at that point, I wasn’t very worried about it.  When Derick returns, however, I may not have a choice but to re-enter the workforce.  So, Monday, when I started thinking seriously about working again, I decided I’d better go get it renewed so that I can work and so that I can shop at the suppliers again. 

I love my job.  I love doing hair, makeup and (natural) nails.  I love styling hair.  I would love to find some sort of class that teaches all kinds of styling.  Not just for everyday, but for theater and special events as well.  I know there are tricks of the trade that just can’t be learned over night.  But I don’t think there is anything like that around here.  One of my teachers in beauty school, Judy, seemed to have all kinds of tricks up her sleeve.  There were clients that would come into the school, who used to have Judy do their hair.  She has been a teacher now for years and years, and still her clients come to the school.  Even though she doesn’t actually do hair, for some reason these people feel better getting their hair done at the school, just knowing that she is there.  In the world of vanity, that seems like a great reputation to have.  It says a lot about not only her styling abilities, but also her ability to make the client feel good about themselves. 

Maybe I could just go back to school to be a cosmetology teacher.  I think I would really rather teach than actually do hair myself.  The only problem with that is if I did, I’d want to go to Oehrlein School of Cosmetology (my alma mater) for teacher training and I’d want to work at Oehrlein when I’m done.  That depends on what job opportunities are available at the end of my training and if they’d hire me.  I guess its just something I’ll have to pray about and then wait and see what happens.  I don’t even know what Derick would think of the idea.  It just popped into my head as I was writing about my teacher.

Yesterday, I did my friend, Tami’s hair and I did my sister, Kendra’s hair.  I confided in Tami that I love my chosen profession.  I love it!  I’m just not sure I’m ready to go back and do it full time though.  I’m not sure, with four kids, that I have the dedication and energy to put into building a brand new clientele.  I have always thought about going to college to become a teacher.  I thought I would major in speech and drama or maybe in theater.  Perhaps just an english major would be the easiest.  But I didn’t want to teach English classes, just the speech and drama and theater classes.  That sounds great, but it also sounds like a lot of work for a career that essentially is in the very distant future at this point.  I think cosmetology teacher training would take about 4 months since I have been a working stylist for the past 6 years. 

I think I also just need to talk to Derick and find out his opinion.  Last night when we were talking, we were both so tired we were about to fall asleep in the middle of the conversation.  I was joking that I must be getting old.  It was only 9:00pm and I was almost asleep.  Well, its getting late and I have things to do today. 

Have a good day everyone!  Ladies, don’t forget to kiss your husbands today!


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South America – Day 159

Derick gave me a definite homecoming date last night.  (I use the term “definite” loosely.)  I’m so excited that there is an end in sight!  The kids and I miss him so much!  He should be home the first part of March, but I don’t know if I should post on the internet what the exact date is, so maybe I’ll just keep that to myself for a while longer until I hear from Derick that he is back in the States. 

I witnessed my first homecoming of troops last night at the Peoria airport. 

“Fourteen local Marines are back home with their families. The men arrived in Peoria Wednesday night after serving six months overseas. The Marines are the final group from Engineer Company “C” to return from Iraq, where they specialized in motor transport and heavy equipment.” (WMBD ch. 31 news) 

It was so exciting!  The room was charged!  It was contageous!  As soon as I walked in the room I could feel the excitement over loved ones coming home!  I was there to support my friend, Kim and her kids.  Her husband Jared was in this group of fourteen.  She was so excited!  I can only imagine what she must have been feeling!  She asked me to take some pictures.  As soon as the troops were in sight the room errupted with cheering and shouts of  joy!  Everything happened so fast, I think I only got two pictures, and not very good ones at that.  I tried.  I think I just wasn’t used to her camera.  I should have used my blackberry and then just emailed her the pictures.  I probably would have been able to snap a few more that way.  Oh, well!  She was pretty understanding!  Meg Johnson from WMBD News Channel 31 interviewed her and her 2 kids last night while we waited for the troops to arrive.  Kim told the reporter that she had already told her kids they had better run to their dad or she was gonna run them over to get to him!  (Maybe I should warn my kids ahead of time, too!)  I tried to find the footage of her interview on their website, but all I could find was a tiny little write-up and one picture of someone I don’t know.

Last night made me so excited for Kim and her children, and also for Jared.  How exciting this must be for him!  To be seperated from your family and friends and church and everything familiar for 6 months to a year has to be so incredibly hard.  His were not the only tears I saw last night!  It all made me so anxious for Derick’s return!  Derick told me, last night, that everyone is getting anxious to get home.  I think they are getting tired of being in close quarters with non-family members.  I know I would be! 

The flight into Peoria was a late flight and it arrived later than scheduled so my original plan was to wake up with the kids at 7am this morning.  When I got in the car to go home, the clock on the dash said 11:08.  Well, after I got home, I decided to go ahead and set my alarm for 5am like normal.  I usually hit the snooze until about 5:20.  This morning, however, my bladder decided to wake me up at 4:45.  That is the worst feeling… to wake up before the alarm, but with not enough time to go back to sleep until the alarm sounds.

I think my mind is just racing.  I can’t seem to get it to calm down.  I can’t even describe what I am feeling.  I didn’t realize there would be such a huge welcome for the troops at the airport.  I didn’t realize there would be reporters waiting.  There will be only one other sailor returning with Derick.  They are not in Iraq or Afganistan.  Will the reporters be waiting for them to return?  Kim says they’ll be all over us because I have 4 cute little kids that have been waiting for his return for 6 months.  I think its got my mind going a mile a minute.  It sounds so exciting to have news cameras and reporters covering my husband’s homecoming!  But at the same time, I don’t want to get my hopes up.  I wish I knew the time his flight will arrive.  I wish I knew what to expect. 

For now I can at least say, “Let the Countdown Begin!”  It was months, and now we are down to weeks.  Soon it will be days.  The last few hours and minutes are the hardest to wait.  If you have ever been seperated from your loved one for any reason, you know that to be true!

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South America – Day 158

Today is the day that my friend, Jared is coming home after a tour in Iraq.  I suppose I can call him my friend.  I don’t think I have see or talked to him since his wedding day in May of 1997.  He was my friend in high school. So was his wife, Kim.  She and I have reconnected through facebook, since both of our husbands have been overseas with the military.  Ya gotta love facebook!  So, he gets in tonight at 10:25, to the Peoria airport.  Kim thought there would be quite a few people there.  If it wasn’t so late, I would take my kids.  I still might consider taking Christian, but I think he would have a hard time getting up for school in the morning if I did.  This makes me very anxious for Derick to come home.  One major difference, though, is that Jared is a Marine and Derick is a Navy Seabee.  The Navy doesn’t travel in uniform.  The only time I have seen Derick required to travel in uniform on a civilian flight was when he went from bootcamp to “A” school.  Other than that he will be in “civvy’s” (civilian clothes).  I am excited for Kim thought.  I can only imagine what she must be feeling!  How incredibly exciting!  I can’t wait til its my turn! 🙂

It is 6:30 in the morning and Aida and I have been up for an hour.  She is standing over my shoulder as I write this.  She was sick last night and then ended up in my bed.  So when I got up, so did she.  Scratch that, make that Aida and Allyn are standing over my shoulder as I write this.  He just immerged from his bedroom too.  I guess that’s the trouble with putting him in a big boy bed.  He can get out of bed when he wakes up.  Maybe I should put alarm clocks in their rooms and tell them they can’t come out until the alarm goes off.  The fact that they are awake right now kind of defeats the whole purpose of me getting up so early.  I do it to have quiet, alone time, not more one-on-one time with the kids.  We can have quality time all day long.  I don’t need to do at at 6am! 

I guess if I’m going to follow Derick’s orders, I need to tell about my day yesterday.  I went to Bible study in the morning.  I was late and frazzled when I got there.  I didn’t want to sit down and lead when I felt like that, but I really didn’t have a choice.  I feel out of sorts, and inadequate with leading this study.  And I just can’t seem to shake it.  I know that God does not call us because of our earthly qualifications but because of what he sees.  But, I wonder sometimes, what that is, exactly.  Everything went fine.  The farther into the study we got, the calmer I felt.  I was near tears when I got there because I was so frazzled.  But, God’s Word does seem to have a calming effect.  Perhaps its because it is true.  All of it.  I don’t have to guess what I will believe and what I won’t.  It is ALL true. 

These verses have been brought to my mind a lot lately, probably because of the truth of God’s word.

Hebrews 4:12 “For the Word of God is quick and powerful, sharper than any towedged sword, piercing even to the dividing asunder of the soul and the spirit, of the joint and the marrow, and is a discerner of the thoughts and the intents of the heart.”

Isaiah 55:11 “So shall my Word be that goeth forth out of my mouth: it shall not return unto me void, but it shall accomplish that which I please and it shall prosper in the thing whereto I send it.”

II Timothy 3:16 “All scripture is given by inspiration of God and is profitable for doctrine, for reproof, for correction, for instruction in righteousness.”

God’s Word is true, it is powerful, and it will accomplish whatever God wants it to accompish.  I shouldn’t have to worry or get frazzled about what little I know of the book of Ruth.  God knows.  He knows what each woman in the study needs to learn from Him.  That’s not my job, that is his.  What a relief!  I am not the teacher, he is.  I am just the facilitator!

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South America – Day 157

The main reason I am writing this is for Derick’s benefit.  Maybe it’ll clear my head.  That must be why I write at all.  I sit at my computer and try to sort things out and God gently reminds me that he is still in control.  This has been a stressful week.  Not overwhelming, like the holidays were, just stressful.  I know what is doing it to me.  Its the condition of my house.  Why is it that the condition of my house is so directly connected to how my day is going.  If the house is clean, my day is great!  If its a little cluttered, I can handle it.  But, if the house is a wreck, then so am I.  *sigh*  I won’t be in this season of life forever, right?!  Someday, my kids will be old enough that I won’t have to supervise their abilities to pick up after themselves.  I’m just having difficulty finding time to clean.  I started doing it after the kids were in bed, but now Derick has internet and he wants to talk on Skype then.  I know… relationships are more important than a clean house.  But my relationship with my kids seems to suffer when the house is a mess.  Cleaning at naptime is hard because not all of my kids take naps everyday, and some days I’m just not home.  And in the morning… well, who wants to get up to a dirty kitchen in the morning?!  I’ll get it under control again.  Just not all at once.   

Today, I have Bible study at church.  I think I mentioned before that my group is going through a book called “The Gospel of Ruth”.  I am now facinated by the book of Ruth, and the hardships of Ruth and Naomi.  There are a couple of superficial things that I am finding difficult about the study.  Well, mainly what I have trouble with is the length of the study (9:30-11:30 on Tuesday mornings), as compared to the length of each lesson.  There are no videos, there is no leaders guide.  Its just me, the book, and the girls in the study.  I guess its really not up to me to get people to talk.  Its up to God to move in the hearts of the women in the study.  And just because we have a short discussion, doesn’t mean that people aren’t hearing from God.  I think I’d like to use the extra time we have to pray together, for each other. 

I don’t know about anyone else, but I love knowing that people are praying for me.  I have felt everyone’s prayers while Derick has been gone.  I couldn’t have made it this far without them.  Looking back, even during the Christmas season, when I was really at my low-point, I can tell that people were praying for me. 

I’m sitting here writing my post for the day, and I can hear Brody coughing and coughing upstairs.  He should stay asleep for another hour, but I’m not convinced he’s going to.  I may see if I can leave him home with my sister.  Kendra has been such an incredible help to me since she moved in.  I know she doesn’t work very much at her new job, much to her dismay.  But, is it bad that I’m kind of glad?  I like her availability to me.  And she does it without complaining.  She will hold Brody anytime I ask.  She will get my kids dressed and put them in bed or put coats on them and herd them out to the car (I’ve heard teaching little kids referred to being like herding cats, and I have to agree).  It doesn’t bother me a bit that she doesn’t help with the cooking and cleaning.  The main thing that she is available to me for is helping with my kids.  And that is what helps the most!  She is truly an answer to prayer.  And what I really appreciate, is that she does all these things because she loves my kids!  If she loves my kids this much, she’s gonna make a great mom someday!  She’s going to Japan in a couple of weeks to visit her missionary friend, Hannah and to help with PAZ Japan.  I don’t know what I’ll do while she is gone.  I may have to move in with my parents.  Maybe I won’t, maybe I just won’t leave my house for two weeks.  The plan was for her to move out before she left, just in case Derick came home while she was gone, but it doesn’t look like we will have to worry about that.  Besides, I think I’m gonna need her when she comes back! 🙂

Well, as unprepared as I feel, I guess I should close and get myself ready to go to Bible Study.  God is with me.  He knows what needs to be said.  He knows how every woman in this study can apply it to their own lives.  I pray that he will lead the discussion today, not me.  I need to just leave it in his hands.  He is the true leader of the study, not me.  I am just the facilitator. 

Proverbs 16:3 “Commit your work to the Lord, and your plans will be established.”

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South America – Day 155

It is Sunday afternoon, I am sitting at my computer with my coffee in hand.  Two of my kids are sleeping and two of my kids are playing nicely in the basement.  It is such a peaceful time!  Derick asked me today if I was going to write any more blog posts, so I decided to do that now.  Apparently, he is really interested in the things going on at home and wants to read about it.  He told me he wants to read it everyday.  So, I guess I better step it up a notch.  It is time-consuming and sometimes I don’t really have much to write about, but he doesn’t care.  It is supposed to be a journal while he is away.  Something that I can look back at and remember what life was like during this deployment.  So, this is an entry to get caught up a little. 

I am facilitating a Bible Study at my church.  The book that I chose is called “The Gospel of Ruth”.  That started on Tuesday.  I think it’s mainly geared toward young mothers, but it is open to anyone that wants to join.  I’m feeling a little underqualified, but I guess when God asks us to do something, he doesn’t need to look at earthly qualifications.  There were seven women in my study as of last Tuesday, but I think there are a couple more coming this week.  Two of the women in the Bible study are women that I would consider matriarchs of the church, seasoned in the Word of God.  It was a little intimidating to find out these women decided to sit in on my study and with all of us young moms, but it reminds me of a verse that addresses exactly that.

I Timothy 4:12  “Let no one despise you for your youth, but set the believers an example in speech, in conduct, in love, in faith, in purity.”

Now, I know that these women would never look down on me or “despise” me.  But, it’s a good reminder to me that I am not a lesser Christian.  We all put our faith in the same God.  Plus, in spite of the nerves, I am looking forward to their contribution.  No doubt, they will have a totally different perspective than I, when it comes to the book of Ruth.

I have had so many people say they look at me in amazement when I show up to church and Bible study with all four kids in tow.  And when I tell people I get up at 5:30 in the morning.  I know to the outsider it seems like insanity.  But, all of those things are what keeps me sane.  I get up so early so that I can have some time to myself in the quiet house before the kids wake up.  Church and Bible study are like a lifeline!  December was a really hard month for me and I think part of the reason was that I didn’t have the Bible study that I had grown to love.  It wasn’t even studying the Bible that I missed so much, I can do that on my own.  It was the 2 hours of child-free adult social time, eating adult food for breakfast, instead of  Cheerios like every other morning.  Last Tuesday it started again, and I am so excited! 

Well, I have talked a few times about money on here.  So, I guess its ok to do it again.  God has taught me a lot in the area of finances and money.  First of all, I have no business worrying, because it’s not my money anyway, and I need to treat it that way.  Although, we are not having the major peaks and valleys that we have had in the past, we have some events coming that require money.  There are three things that deal specifically with Derick’s return.  Our plan has been, tentatively, that I would fly out there and we would drive home together over a course of about 5 days.  At the same time, I have some projects around the house that I would like to get done before he comes home, that would need a bit of money.  None of this would be a problem, except that Derick doesn’t have a job to return to when he gets home.  His position at Cat was eliminated 3 weeks before he left for South America.  I mentioned to him last night that he may have to choose between driving home together, and getting the house all fixed up for him to come home to.  And his response was that we can go away for a weekend once he returns.  That made me sad, because I don’t think we’ll get another chance to take a trip like this.  (You never know, I guess.)  But the other thing I am having a hard time with is the lack of employment.  Shouldn’t I be saving every extra penny that he makes so that we can just survive until he finds a job?  But, there is another side to the job situation.  Derick is planning to start college in the fall.  So, a full-time, 9-5, Monday through Friday job is probably out of the question.  As much as I really don’t want to at this point, I am planning on returning to the workplace in the fall when school starts.  I love my profession as a cosmetologist.  But I love not taking out student loans for living expenses even more.  There is a verse that God showed me the last time Derick was gone.  I know God’s word never changes.  I know it still applies.  Sometimes this blog helps me to clear my head, so maybe God just wanted to remind me of this verse again. 

Malachi 3:10 “Bring all the tithes into the storehouse, that there may be food in My House, and try me now in this, says the Lord of Hosts, if I will not open the windows of heaven and pour out for you such blessing that there will not be room enough to receive it.”

Verse 11 of that same chapter just caught my eye, as well.

vs 11 “And I will rebuke the devourer for your sakes, so that he will not destroy the fruit of your ground, nor shall the vine fail to bear fruit for you in the field, says the Lord of Hosts.”

Making enough money is not the problem for us, right now.  Its spending wisely so that we will have money to live on when Derick comes back.  I guess the plan for now is just to save everything I can, and trust that I am honoring the Lord with how I do spend my money.  Then we wait.  Wait for the Lord to open doors.  To California, to home repairs, or to living expenses.  But the bottom line is to trust the Lord.

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South America – Day 152

I really wish I could start a countdown til the day that Derick comes home.  I wish I could definitely say its a month away or 6 weeks or whatever.  Deployment is not like his training.  When he was in “A” School, I had a definite finish line.  I knew when he would be home.  But, this time it’s kind of up in the air.  He should come back to the states in a month or so.  That doesn’t mean he will.  He has to go to Cuba for a few days, before he is stateside, to take a test in order to get promoted.  (Actually, that’s kind of exciting!  He’s only been in the Navy for 2 years and he’s already taking the test to become an E-5!)  Anyway, after that he will hopefully go home.  Although, there is a chance that he could be sent to Haiti, then we have no idea when he would come home. 

I am totally ready for him to come home, but there would still be benefits to him remaining active for a while longer.  First of all, how do you say no to those poor people of Haiti?  They had nothing already and now the place they lived is completely destroyed.  Derick will be job hunting when he gets home and being deployed will bring in a decent steady paycheck for a bit longer.  That will, in turn, give me more time to save and prepare for his job hunting.  Along with that, I would have more time to practice keeping the house clean.  That’s really a superficial reason, and today you can’t tell that I have made any effort at all.  (For anyone that read yesterday’s post, I was trying to give Derick my attention last night and not worry about the condition of the house. But, guess what I will be doing today??)  Actually, all of the personal reasons are really superficial.  I’d definitely rather have him home than have more money and definitely more time time to clean and organize.  So, we wait.  I fully expect to just get a phone call one day and hear him say, “I’m on my way back to Port Hueneme!  I have x days left and then I need you to come get me.”  That would be fine with me.  It works at this point in my life, because I am not working. 

He wants me to fly to California and meet him out there, then rent a car and drive accross the country to get home.  Derick and I always have a fun time on road trips.  We were thinking of going south first and making a stop in the Phoenix area to watch the Cubs Spring Training.  But, it doesn’t look like the games start until March.  I’ll have to do some more checking on that one.  Has anyone ever taken a road trip like this?  I would love some tips on good places to stop.  The only time I drove that far was in high school and we only stopped because the bus we were travelling in kept breaking down.

I think I have all of my babysitters lined up while I’m gone.  The only one I’m concerned about is Brody.  I have a sitter lined up, but between March 4 and March 8 she is unavailable.  So, lets all pray that he gets home before March 4!  I know I don’t usually get a lot of comments on my blog, but if anyone has any travel tips, or if you would like to be a back-up sitter for Brody only, let me know.  I would love everyone’s feedback on this one. 

I was so wishing today would be a snow day.  I just didn’t want to go to the trouble of waking Christian and getting him ready for school.  Its really not that big of a deal.  And, honestly, I’ll probably be more likely to get the house in order with him gone.  But, snow days are just so much fun!  That’s ok.  It just means they won’t be tacking on any more days at the end of the school year, so far.  Aida spent the night with my parents last night.  I went to my parent’s house in the morning, sliding on the ice all the way there.  The plan was to leave them and go to a doctor appointment, but once I got there, I stayed all day.  The roads weren’t so bad when I came home, but Aida and “Mama” were making cinnamon rolls and they weren’t done.  I don’t think she has ever stayed there all night, all by herself before.  So, this was a real treat (for both of us! )

Well, its 7:00 am now, so I should probably get my kids out of bed.  Have a good day everyone!  Ladies, kiss your hubbies again.  And, don’t forget to post comments!


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South America – Day 151

Its been a week since I have posted anything, and today, instead of giving you really important news, I am going to give you a cookie recipe.  My very own cookie recipe experiment.  Really, I doubt if it’s that spectacular, I just don’t usually stray from the recipe when I am baking.  Cooking, definitely, but not baking.  This time, however, I didn’t really have a choice.  I have worked all week on making cookies to send to Derick.  I want to fill a whole box with nothing but baked goods.  If anyone wants to contribute, feel free.  I’m planning on mailing it on Saturday.  So far I have Snickerdoodles, Chocolate Chip Cookies, and last night I made Peanut Butter Chocolate Chip Cookies.  I have a cookbook that is nothing but cookies.  Christian thinks it is wonderful!  Sometimes when I am cooking dinner, he asks if I can get the cookie book out so he can look at it. 

So here’s the story.  Christian kept asking me if he could do an experiment in the kitchen.  It was something he made up having to do with my precious cookies, vegetable oil, more flour, and shortening.  Ugh… No!  Unless I have an idea of how it will turn out I am most likely going to say no.  So, I found a recipe called Peanut Butter Crunch Cookies.  I glanced at the recipe before I started but didn’t read it thoroughly.  And, I decided to double the recipe.  I put 2 cups of brown sugar and one cup of white sugar in a bowl, on top of the 2 sticks of very soft margarine.  Then I added 1 cup of shortening and all of a sudden I realized that there was not peanut butter in these Peanut Butter Crunch Cookies.  It called for Reese’s Pieces and Corn Flakes to be added to what was basically Sugar Cookie dough.  *gasp*  Now what??  I don’t want to waste it!  If it was just one cup of brown sugar, I could have made something else …Oatmeal Scotchies, maybe.  But 2 c. brown and 1 c. white… that’s an odd mix of a lot of sugar!  So, I started looking through my book at recipes that did call for peanut butter to be added to the dough.  Then, after discussing it with my friend Anna (very experienced in the kitchen and life in general, mentor-type friend) I decided to take the shortening out as best as I could and use peanut butter instead.  Thankfully I hadn’t done any stirring yet, although Aida tried.  I planned on eliminating the corn flakes, too, but Anna thought I should use some kind of cereal to make them crunchy like the original recipe called for.  Well, all I had was a little dab of Multi-Grain Cheerios, so I said forget it!  No cereal.  I had to cut the flour some too, because I just couldn’t get the full amount to stir into the dough.  I think if I had they would have been little peanut butter biscuits instead of peanut butter cookies.  So, all that to say that Christian was excited that we were still doing an “experiment” even if it wasn’t his experiment.

So, here is my final recipe for Peanut Butter Chocolate Chip Cookies by Leslie Uhler (doubled):

2 c brown sugar

1 c white sugar

2 sticks margarine

1 c creamy peanut butter (I guess I could have used crunchy to get the “crunch” instead of corn flakes.)

1 T vanilla

4 eggs

2 t baking soda

1/2 t salt

5 1/2 c flour (This was still a lot.  You could probably get away with 5 c just as well.)

1 10 oz bag of Nestle Peanut Butter Chocolate Swirl chips

1 12 oz bag of Chocolate chips (This, too, was a lot!  I think next time I would cut the Chocolate chips in half because I had a pile of chips at the bottom of my bowl after I finished baking the cookies)

Drop one inch balls on a cookie sheet a couple inches apart and bake at 350 for 10-11 minutes. 

So, there you go.  My very own peanut butter cookies.  I don’t even like peanut butter that much!  But my husband does, and he’s worth it. 

Between that, and dinner, and stuff in the living room waiting to find a home, my house isn’t exactly the picture of cleanliness today.  I washed the dishes, at least, before I went to bed.  And I made my coffee for this morning… can’t forget that!  But everything else, I just let go.  It’ll get done.  I was talking to Derick on Skype last night and I wish I could say that I didn’t want to stop, but alas… It was he that did not want to stop.  I talked but had the mess in the back of my mind the whole time, and he knew it!  I went to bed thinking, I can’t believe I did that!  My husband is 2,000 miles away, it’ll be another month or more before I get to see him, and I am thinking about dishes and laundry, instead of taking advantage of the limited time that we do get to talk to each other.  I did explain to him that he does all of his work during the day, and I do a lot of mine at night, but that’s not an excuse.  The major part of the “work” that I do, starts at 4pm when its time to start thinking about dinner.  From 4pm to 10pm, I am busy!  The kids go to bed at 8 and I have finally learned to take advantage of those 2 quiet hours at night to get the house in order for the next day.  That’s what I was thinking about last night.  Derick, if you are reading this, I am sorry!  That was not very respectful of your time, and your sacrifice to stay up late to talk to me when you have to get up so early the next morning to provide for us.  I love you, baby!  I’ll do better tonight! 

Have a good day, everyone!  Ladies, don’t forget to kiss your husband today, and give him your undivided attention when he needs it!

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