Saturday, October 24, 2009
Saturday, May 24, 2008
Hi everybody. A bunch of people have emailed me expressing concern over a malicious blog post out there about me. I appreciate it, but don't worry, I have not taken it to heart. I have never met her, never spoken to her, and honestly don't know what it is about. Well, to be more accurate, I only have a vague idea. I guess my cousin is a friend of hers, and she emailed me this the other day.
"Hey Katie,
Wow! I just read Kim's blog after a morning call from Barb. Wow.... I can honestly say I don't think you are her driving force here. Her Cousin's wife just left him, and their kids under some pretty disturbed circumstances. It's been very painful for here to cope with. I think she's transfering her emotions to you. I apologize for her poisonous barbs. It's not really about you. She really only know's about your life and past as a side note, or an update. I don't even think she knows about the progress you've made recently (job, apt., etc). Please just let her roll off of you. Drama fuels more drama. I can't stop her from writing her blog. I will talk to her about dumping venom at other peoples doors though.
Love you girlie!
Mandy"
On that note, I can truthfully say that I am not taking offense, I am just hoping that things work out for her and her family. I know how hard it can all be, and I know what it takes to recover from terrifically hard stuff.
Anyways, I am trying to get all the kids to sleep still, they are awfully wound up from the birthday party I had for them today. It was really fun and we loved having the family over to our place!
Take care, everyone. Be well.
"Hey Katie,
Wow! I just read Kim's blog after a morning call from Barb. Wow.... I can honestly say I don't think you are her driving force here. Her Cousin's wife just left him, and their kids under some pretty disturbed circumstances. It's been very painful for here to cope with. I think she's transfering her emotions to you. I apologize for her poisonous barbs. It's not really about you. She really only know's about your life and past as a side note, or an update. I don't even think she knows about the progress you've made recently (job, apt., etc). Please just let her roll off of you. Drama fuels more drama. I can't stop her from writing her blog. I will talk to her about dumping venom at other peoples doors though.
Love you girlie!
Mandy"
On that note, I can truthfully say that I am not taking offense, I am just hoping that things work out for her and her family. I know how hard it can all be, and I know what it takes to recover from terrifically hard stuff.
Anyways, I am trying to get all the kids to sleep still, they are awfully wound up from the birthday party I had for them today. It was really fun and we loved having the family over to our place!
Take care, everyone. Be well.
Saturday, February 09, 2008
New Job for me, new job for you!
Hey world! Good news! I have gone back to work! I really love my position as a nurse at a residential facility for developmentally disabled adults. There is a great staff, and my patients are awesome! I work 4-midnight, full time. It is great...except...
We need a babysitter! We have now had two sitters that have just not worked out, and we are scrambling to find a new one. We need someone who is very reliable, and in the Rolling Meadows or Arlington Heights area. Ideally, this person would come to Rolling Meadows to watch the twins in thier home enviornment, but we are willing to go to another home if it works better. The schedule is odd, but regular. It would be Mon-Wed-Thurs one week, then Mon-Tues-Wed-Fri the next week, and they would alternate. It would be from 3:30 until 6:30, when Jason would get home from work. We are able to pay $10/hour cash.
Think this might be good for you? Do you know someone who would be interested? We would love to hear from you! Shoot me an email at nursekatie1@gmail.com Thanks a ton, everybody!
We need a babysitter! We have now had two sitters that have just not worked out, and we are scrambling to find a new one. We need someone who is very reliable, and in the Rolling Meadows or Arlington Heights area. Ideally, this person would come to Rolling Meadows to watch the twins in thier home enviornment, but we are willing to go to another home if it works better. The schedule is odd, but regular. It would be Mon-Wed-Thurs one week, then Mon-Tues-Wed-Fri the next week, and they would alternate. It would be from 3:30 until 6:30, when Jason would get home from work. We are able to pay $10/hour cash.
Think this might be good for you? Do you know someone who would be interested? We would love to hear from you! Shoot me an email at nursekatie1@gmail.com Thanks a ton, everybody!
Sunday, December 23, 2007
Saturday, December 22, 2007
Friday, July 13, 2007
"I remember that as a child, I was unusually preoccupied with fears of being kidnapped. It didn't help that my older brother, Aaron, would tell me tales of The Black Van roaming our neighborhood capturing small children. 'The Black Van, Lizzie; you haven't seen it? It's black, and the windows are dark, and it goes really fast. They just slide the door open and bam! they got ya.'
I was a very small child. Loud, but small. People in school called me Little Lizzie. I knew I was easy to grab. When nobody was around, I practiced screaming. [sic]
So anyway, Aaron would always talk about The Black Van, and I had pretty much accepted my probable fate as a kidnappee. I would bug my mom about it all the time.
'What's the plan if I get kidnapped, mom?'
'Don't worry about it' she'd say 'You're not gonna get kidnapped. We're not rich enough.'
'But The Black Van, Mom-it's in our neighborhood. What would you and Daddy do?'
'Lizzie,' she'd assure me, 'it's not gonna happen.'
'But Mom,' I'd nag, 'what would you do if someone wanted a large ransom for me?'
'Daddy would pay it' she'd say.
'MOM! But what if it were a million dollars, Mom? YOU AND DADDY DON'T HAVE A MILLION DOLLARS!'
'Don't worry about it.' she would say.
'NO!' I wanted to discuss these things. 'What would you do, Mom?'
She would sigh and tell me that they would figure out a way, take a big loan from the bank. She promised that all of my aunts and uncles and grandparents would sell their homes and summer homes just to get me back.
It sort of blew me away. I believed her; this impressed me, but I knew that no one in my family would ever feel the same about me, that their sacrifice would make them resent me, and that I would feel guilty for the rest of my life. I would have drained my whole family.
The little thing inside me knew somehow it would all happen, that one day I'd be stolen, and that getting me back would drain everybody around me and give me a guilt that I'd never completely shrug."
-Lizzie Simon, Detour: My Bipolar Road Trip in 4-D
So that's what I have been thinking about lately... how to be good and grateful to my family and friends. Perhaps find a way to replenish some of what has been drained...
I was a very small child. Loud, but small. People in school called me Little Lizzie. I knew I was easy to grab. When nobody was around, I practiced screaming. [sic]
So anyway, Aaron would always talk about The Black Van, and I had pretty much accepted my probable fate as a kidnappee. I would bug my mom about it all the time.
'What's the plan if I get kidnapped, mom?'
'Don't worry about it' she'd say 'You're not gonna get kidnapped. We're not rich enough.'
'But The Black Van, Mom-it's in our neighborhood. What would you and Daddy do?'
'Lizzie,' she'd assure me, 'it's not gonna happen.'
'But Mom,' I'd nag, 'what would you do if someone wanted a large ransom for me?'
'Daddy would pay it' she'd say.
'MOM! But what if it were a million dollars, Mom? YOU AND DADDY DON'T HAVE A MILLION DOLLARS!'
'Don't worry about it.' she would say.
'NO!' I wanted to discuss these things. 'What would you do, Mom?'
She would sigh and tell me that they would figure out a way, take a big loan from the bank. She promised that all of my aunts and uncles and grandparents would sell their homes and summer homes just to get me back.
It sort of blew me away. I believed her; this impressed me, but I knew that no one in my family would ever feel the same about me, that their sacrifice would make them resent me, and that I would feel guilty for the rest of my life. I would have drained my whole family.
The little thing inside me knew somehow it would all happen, that one day I'd be stolen, and that getting me back would drain everybody around me and give me a guilt that I'd never completely shrug."
-Lizzie Simon, Detour: My Bipolar Road Trip in 4-D
So that's what I have been thinking about lately... how to be good and grateful to my family and friends. Perhaps find a way to replenish some of what has been drained...
Wednesday, June 13, 2007
Happy...
Lots of things make me glad, but not as many things make me happy...
Today, I am happy that I have my kids in the middle of the week. Tommy had something going on tonight, something special enough to give up one of his nights off with the kids, so I got to take them to Elk Grove for RotaryFest. The twins were with Jay's folks, so the big kids and I got to go on rides and play games for a few hours. It was really fun.
Today, I am happy that things are going well in my relationship, despite some rather big hurdles. Jay and I have come quite a long way, and I am really proud of how we are doing.
Today, I am happy that I feel brave enough to share that with friends, family, and strangers alike. It is rather strange to deal with the reactions of others to my relationship with Jay. I can't always put a finger on it, but I often feel like I have to downplay the importance of what is going on there...and that is sad, and dishonest. So today, I'm being straightforward.
Today, I am happy that I got an email from my brother that was so perfectly timed, I can't explain it. Simple, short, and sweet, his words were the exact encouragement I needed at the exact right moment.
Today, I am happy that I have some pretty important friends that offer up the right words to build me, that offer up the time to share with me, that offer up themselves as pictures of grace. SB, JZ, and DB...you mean a lot.
Today, I am happy that my mom is starting to feel better. I has been hard to see her not be herself, so it makes my heart smile to see her up and at 'em again!
Today, I am happy that my stepdad is so freaking cool. Yesterday, he was watching my twins while I went to an appointment, and I had to call on my drive home to say I had a flat tire. Not only did he pack up the kids to come help me, he bought me new tires, too. Now that is kindness above and beyond the call...again.
Today...I am happy.
Whew.
Today, I am happy that I have my kids in the middle of the week. Tommy had something going on tonight, something special enough to give up one of his nights off with the kids, so I got to take them to Elk Grove for RotaryFest. The twins were with Jay's folks, so the big kids and I got to go on rides and play games for a few hours. It was really fun.
Today, I am happy that things are going well in my relationship, despite some rather big hurdles. Jay and I have come quite a long way, and I am really proud of how we are doing.
Today, I am happy that I feel brave enough to share that with friends, family, and strangers alike. It is rather strange to deal with the reactions of others to my relationship with Jay. I can't always put a finger on it, but I often feel like I have to downplay the importance of what is going on there...and that is sad, and dishonest. So today, I'm being straightforward.
Today, I am happy that I got an email from my brother that was so perfectly timed, I can't explain it. Simple, short, and sweet, his words were the exact encouragement I needed at the exact right moment.
Today, I am happy that I have some pretty important friends that offer up the right words to build me, that offer up the time to share with me, that offer up themselves as pictures of grace. SB, JZ, and DB...you mean a lot.
Today, I am happy that my mom is starting to feel better. I has been hard to see her not be herself, so it makes my heart smile to see her up and at 'em again!
Today, I am happy that my stepdad is so freaking cool. Yesterday, he was watching my twins while I went to an appointment, and I had to call on my drive home to say I had a flat tire. Not only did he pack up the kids to come help me, he bought me new tires, too. Now that is kindness above and beyond the call...again.
Today...I am happy.
Whew.
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